TIME TRAVEL

Was ever mute watched paper turn to glass.
Communists shifted to the socialite's class.
They have disregarded and forgotten the past.
To our faces they blow gold dust.

A child opened the faucet of hope.
Cultured water took ages as if pumped from the bottom of a slope.
Gurgling and coughing at last! The water came.
Wooden bucket now a steel sink drains away virtues washed off the mans face,lost during the Waiting Game!

It's now,this era,this generation and in this journey that they shall see it fall.
For most,the timeless it will be the omega tribunal.
As for the chosen,whom in dreams manipulate time's logic,shall find normalcy.
Eternal destination of mankind surely is no fallacy.

By M.O.O aka the clocked soul