Time
This concept of time is rather odd
Peculiar if you will
It’s almost too fast
A constant loop
This man-made imprisonment, us humans have built to trap each other in
Has just made one giant vacuum
This vacuum consumes the happiness of all that was once enjoyable
Animals once adored for their oddities
Suffocated from admiration
Oceans once loved for it’s beauty
Once radiating with the colour of Poseidons eyes.
Now coloured with filth
We, do not understand time
How something done once
Becomes repetitive destruction for our future.
Time
We are running out of it.
Or maybe
It is running away from us.
