The Mystery Of Time Poem by Hannington Mumo

Seconds have become too short to note,
Minutes too fleeting dumpy to count
And hours not the lengthy things they used to be.
Where were the days initially found?

Months have become non-existent times
And they can never be trusted to last,
Years were once my friends but now deceased;
It's quite long since they returned to dust.

Decades were my companions but not now -
We walked together when they were;
The time the sun still rose and the moon shone,
And sparrow's songs still caused a stir.

Centuries, millennia - dead things as these
Have become part of the larger dead history.
I hear eternities once existed long ago,
But have now become the most intricate mystery.

Do I know a thing about time?
Perhaps I used to know
But sure have forgotten
When the clocks began to slow.