Poetry Archive: Time

Hello readers! Welcome to the first time I’m opening the old Poetry vault and revealing some of my old work. Tell me what you think and comment below about how you felt rereading your old work for the first time ever and how long ago did you write that piece? How different is your style now versus what you do now?

No such privilege

Known as honor or choice

When driven, taunted

Time, a foul storm

Uncaring about our strife

Lashing wildly

Singing a vengeful song

Flooding our homes

Decimating our cities

So how powerless are we?

-EaglePoet 20170320

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