If Time was a colour
it would be black
for it absorbs all
without a sign of change
If Time was a feeling
it would be hope
for it is often
lost in words
If Time was a vessel
it would be lost and empty
for it has
nothing to offer
If Time was a road
it would be where we meet
for it is
the only path
If Time was a wound
it would be the one that is fatal
for it starts with pain
and ends with life
If Time was a language
it would be alien
for no one
understands it
But what is Time?
merely a master
to whom we serve
and wait for the day
when Time serves us
Beautifully written, the structure drew me straight in.
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