Time has one goal, it leads to death,
'twill never cease till our last breath.
This shell is lent, time takes its toll,
it leads to death, time has one goal.

To freeze my thought, fate's finger points,
I wonder why my doom anoints.
What have I sold, what have I bought?
Fate's finger points to freeze my thought.

Is there a plan, is life a joke,
am I a pawn a jest to soak?
Is time a maze or ditch to span,
is life a joke, is there a plan?

As I have found time is profound,
it marks our steps to Holy ground.
If one looks up beyond fate's mound,
time is profound as I have found.

Time is a test, it's not a jest,
it's not a jest, time is a test.

R.Owen 18/08/2022