Crazymayanindias

Had I been laden
With petro-profits and nacro-funds
I wish I invested on this mission. Iconoclasts!
Bribed you to blast
Those proud pedestals,
Poking their heads high
From deep under the ground

Wherever found,
With the maxim
'Ride on pride'
And preach such values
As statues to comemo
The virtuous dead,
And public pelf
Never use for yourself.

Time & Me

Way back when I was Young
Often I looked back to find
Time follow me far behind
And I jeered at poor Time
"A dollar I am and you are a dime" The other day it occured to me,
Its harzardous to run a race,
With Time the tireless one
Faster may be your pace.
I slowed down till Time came
And joined me in the game.
We marched along a while,
Counted it was a forty mile.
Another day I found
Times not love-bound
It pulled my hand to spur
Falling down I was left a far
It never stopped to see me stand,
Hurried waving an unseen hand
I lag behind since that day
The gap widens and hairs are grey!