Claire V. Bogdanos

I never argue with my fate

I don’t complain if someone’s late

For time is such a fragile gauge,

The role it plays upon the stage

Is cumbersome to say the least

Engendering the angry beast

Who rages out against the ways

That bind us up and steal our days.

But time appears to seek no end

It knows no hero nor a friend

And ticks away along our path

Through times of peace and times of wrath.

‘Tis foolish thinking that we can

Alter our lives to fit the plan

This cannot be for all our days

Would better be we mend our ways,

Accept that God’s role is sublime

As He’s the Author of all time.