The Time Poem by Palitha Ranatunge

I have worshipped many a god
Who were not kind to me
My trust in Karma or fate
All nothing but words
Just a few guidleines,

I am only a biological unit
Born to grow, fade and die
If you are inquisitive
learn now who would be
the mightiest of all

Never be late to fade the life in your eyes
Never be late to discolour the paint on your lips
Even to take the memories in your brain cells,

Dinosaur, Alexandor, Ceasor and Ashok
Homer, Shakespeare, Kalidas and Tagore
Moses, Buddha, Jesus and Mohammed
All the greatest taken away by one
who is impartial and merciless
the ruler of the universe
the mightiest of all, the Time.