The Ravages of Time



As time evolves, then things fall apart

Whether because of light, or things dark

Either extreme, makes things fall asunder

And then you're caught in middle, or under



A deteriorating situation filled with angst

For there is little to do to tie up the planks

Which you've placed together side by side

And as you walk over them, they collide



One into the other, for solid foundation lacks

For you just placed them, without any real tacks

And then as they move around under your feet

You lose your balance, and things are bleak



As you attempt to regain your tight composure

Knowing footing is lost, and there's no closure

And so then you continue on, recementing new ties

Trying to make them solid, so there'll be no surprise 



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

1pm Thursday Feb. 5th, 1998



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