The Time Traveller Poem by Dela Bobobee

I am the great time traveller
who oscillate through time at will
in my hands is the propeller
that rotates the ageless wheel

yesterday is my past
today is my present
which is moving fast
without your consent

tomorrow is my future
here is fluidity in diversity
agelessness with nature
thrives in the heart of humanity

there is order in the void you dread
and life in the great beyond you fear
I traverse mazes you all fear to tread
a time traveller’s invincibility is clear

I speak with a new prophetic voice
In my grasp is the key to infinity
In your own hands lies the choice
I have the secrets of sane humanity


I have seen snow covered Sahara
floods replaced by desert in Britain
dense jungle in their coastal Riviera
change is phenomenon only certain

your good evil days of revelry is boom
your avarices poison the air you breathe
your ruthlessness will seal your doom
your remorselessness speed your death

forsake your evil ways and seek
what is hidden from the wise
trample not the lowly and meek
cleanse greed from moral vice