Juggernaut Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I am the juggernaut
that comes and goes,
I've been through allot
that nobody knows.
My age is unknown
and where I have been,
my heart isn't shown
for I am endlessly free.

Unknown men of centuries
come as they please,
they are real and memories
just what one sees.
Nothing is forever sure
if you don't know its name,
truth is in for ever more
that nothing stays the same.

I am the juggernaut
and that is what I do,
everything life has thought
comes and goes through.
My ways are always changing
to something differently,
when years are arranging
what will be - will be.