Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Godzilla, Time, Money Man

Time mocks us as it gently passes by,
Time stalks us, for it slowly drains us dry.
Yet time cannot undo what is done to
Our bodies within it's confines; how true
Is it that a radiant light that will
Radiate far and wide with a great still
That stays the tide, and causes us forgo
The ways of Time for a new gravity
That better fills insatiability?
If light radiates change a does it show?
For stomping down time is a green plaid suit
Made of dollars, very soon given boot
By a tower made up of light green waves,
No longer Time's servant, with yells of rage!

                     Godzilla, Time, Money Man, (c) Luke Bennette, May 2012

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