from the depths of our souls
comes a thing we call emotion
if we let it it can take us
from this world of bland and vulgar
on to new horizons

but if we let these feelings fester
slowly suffocating, dying
then we find that in our lives
there is no purpose

-Time-

time is moving forward
heedless of our wants
speeding ever onward
with a deft precision
without a single error
it leaves us in the dust