The Intruder Poem by Wayne Ruff

I am the eye of the storm
The bringer if good form
The intruder

I am there in your life my trouble and strife I am the master of all you survey
today now i know all that grows is because of me

Lies, lies, lies
It lyes in me
The maker
The intruder of time

Time is all, it is mine
The time is now
Do it do it anyhow

I was the bringer of good fortunes to the hearts of young girls
Now i am still here, now i am still here
Take me take me, alive to meet me,
I want to meet me

I look at myself at night when i sleep
From my head to my feet i am easy to greet
Time will tell, i can have all but i dont
I will survive to meet my maker
Not the undertaker
I am all to see
I am all to thee
The intruder