"TIME FLIES" BY CYRA THE POET

the quick it is elapsing 

wishing I knew it before 

time flying mercilessly 

I got no stand on 

fading out quick it does 

gone to a world of no mercy 

flying never to come back 

time with no limit elapses 

I wish I got hold on a second 

for I could save a breath 

once more 

but now I no authority ever it ,

greatly quick to no catch 

hitting the destination before approval 

yet I am human no reverse 

better a grave to speak than it to command 

ticking loud you got the energy 

for your withdraws got no stop 

as the public hears my cry 

fighting hard for eternity 

before the time watches 

I wish time can spare me a chance 

for the earth needs my last alteration 

as generations give their ears .

CYRE THE POET

(Dripping pen)

The poet personae tells the ceaseless movement of time and begs that time pardons him some mercy to build legacies that the world would never forget, even after time send him to death.