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Time is a teaser

Better late than never

Says the old adage

It sure sounds sane and wise

But it may not be clever

To blindly believe the sage

Or swear by that advice.


The train that leaves

When you just arrive

Is not a matter of fate

The man that grieves

Even when he strives

May be the one who started late.


Time flow on

Like a long sentence

But it has its punctuations.

He is a moron

Who cannot make sense

Of its rules and regulations


Posted by on September 16, 2012 in Poetry


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