Father Time

Father Time

By Jennifer Faith Wirick

Father Time is his name

It never changes

It's always the same

He went up to a boy one day

Who happened to be blind

And said "Would you like to see the passing of time?

Open your eyes and you will see

What will be, what is, and what used to be

Open your left eye and you will behold

All the beauty of stories of life gone and told

Open your right eye to that so clear

To all the horrors and fears to come 

and don't forget the tears

But it can be changed with the help of someone

Open both eyes

And you will see a world

Filled with gangs, tribulations and tears

Love, lust and fears...

The list goes on 

You live in a world filled

With people being killed

Over petty things

As when someone looks the wrong way

Now my child you can see

Mans  blunder in life 

And all his humility

Now go out and do the same thing

Open other peoples eyes 

And help them hear life's terrible ring."

I wrote this poem for my seventh grade reflections contest. I didn't win, I can better understand now why, however at the time I thought it was a work of art and was astounded to the very core when my name wasn't called at the awards ceremony. However that didn't kill my desire to write poetry and I continued all the way until I was a freshman in college. Though other people raved about my poetry and told me I had talent, I only really like a hand full of them. I may write again someday but first I'll need to review my old stuff.