Life is a Tyranny & Time is the Ruler

We are slaves of Time.
It is not a male or a female;
it is a lot greater than both.
It puts us in tight chains
before we even exist.
It is an invincible master
that cannot be rebelled against.
From the time we are born
till the time we die,
time rules us.

Today, it is too early;
tomorrow, it is too late.
Today, we are too young to do this;
tomorrow, we are too old to do that,
till our breaths are seized from us.

Life makes us do time,
and whether we like it or not,
we do it with our hearts behind our backs,
helpless.

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Life’s Bully

Death is a bully,
isn’t it?
Life is short,
and Death is quite tall.
Death defeats life often,
but we can’t do a thing.
We can’t expel death from the earth;
humans can’t preserve their breath.
We’re helpless.

No Wings for Our Lost Legs

Where do you run to when
your legs have been cut off?
What do you run to when
you can’t run anymore?
Who do you run to when
you’re highly desperate for legs?

When your hands have been cut off
and your mouth has been sewn shut,
nobody knows the things you don’t say;
the words won’t come nor stay.

Life doesn’t show us how to fly
when we lose our legs.
It teaches us that it’s okay to cry.
It teaches us how to walk without legs.