I walked along the street
counting every step of my feet
I sensed the movement of time
fast and furious like a crime
I did not want to pace my speed
to catch up everything I need
I watched the time passed by
but I enjoyed the view nearby
I find myself now
wondering every kinds of how
My life is gone with the wind
without anything left to win
I call the name of time
but it is nowhere to be found
I wish it could stop and turn around
to help me erase my act of crime
But time is merciless
to those who live is vagueness
I now have to run with all my heart
to catch the light before my time depart
Time is not gracious
but it is precious
for us
to live wondrous
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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