But after all what is time.

But after all what is time?

But after all what is time? But just a single grain of
sand lost in the desert lands or even one drop of
water falling from a midnight sky like rain? yet
lost in the oceans of pain. Maybe it is the single beat
coming from a broken heart or just a single frame of
a fractured memory that was leftover then forgotten
somewhere in the grey matters of our mind, as we all
live our lives confined to the one thing that we cannot
ever get back, called Time. How are we supposed to
come to a single computation to get a reasonable
explanation of how we come to the equation in the
amount of love that we will live in those so very few
moments that we have been given from our glorious
King and Creator who art in heaven to all of his creations
then confined again by time in our fear of mortality
by the ultimate reality in which we are driven by the
dreams and or nightmares of our life visions in which
we are imprisoned bound and gagged by our ignorance
enslaved by fear and hate where we will remain, as we
all down here are only but just humans with unreasonable
expectations through our many emotions that we bottle
up until we have been shaken, and then with no reasonable
anticipation of any type of climatic revelation that we
in the brief description of who and what we are In the
realm of all our simplicity will and without a doubt miss
out and even look back and wish for to anyway and in
every way with anybody that we can, then say that we
are so very sorry that we have squandered in the final
thoughts that we all will sit and ponder just before we
move on and go to a much better place in heaven right
up yonder, that if we could have known back then what
we know right now then we would have loved to have
had taken much more time while making love. So as with
anything and hopefully before our demise, please
try to remember that we as in you and me as in a single
people, not a race, color, gender, religion or creed have
been given to us no matter how much or even how little
down here on this planet together, TIME. so if we take all
of the time that we use to hate In this world and use it for
giving, receiving, showing, and spreading love, peace,
and understanding each other, this world would never
waste time by hating each other, and then we could be
making love all day and night while living instead of
creating war and death, which in my opinion is the way
we should all live instead.

Hate takes up to much energy I am lazy so I choose love instead.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A Poet's Journey

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