By Radha D’Souza

 

Time

Time!

Listen to me.

When rivers runs dry,

Mountains crumble and turn into

Shimmering sheets of sand,

When glaciers rush in wild torrents,

Where will you be?

 

Time!

Arrogant tyrant!

You think I am bound by you,

Shackled, caged, a prisoner,

A slave to your whims?

That without you, I will be dead?

Who will fear you then?

 

Time!

Know this.

Without me, you will be extinguished.

Extinct.