Time marches on
It stops for no one
There is no buggy
With death inside
Waiting to pick you up
You blink away
Years at a time
And nothing ever slows
There is no reason
Nothing to comfort you
Or your valid worries
If you ask time why
It functions as it does
You will not like the answer
Even if you ask nicely
With added pomp and flair
It just looks to you
With somber eyes
And simply says
Because