Time aint what it used to be
Dear world/listen to me
Heath my warning/as I cry a desperate plea
Don’t stand there/wondering about
Close that door- before/ time runs out
It is heading towards that door/which mankind cannot endure
History has tried it/it had subsided-
Where time is heading/there is no avail
So take time off-/ that baleful trail
And began a new
Remember what I say on to you -
Together we stand / divided we fall
What I say on to one/I say on to all-
Dear world/listen to me
Heath my warning/as I cry a desperate plea
Open your eyes/and you shall see
That time... aint what it used to be
poem by Richard Mark Johnson
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