Time Heals

Time Heals

I've been made..

To believe that time heals

So I got myself on this Life support

Hoping to tend my hurts no more,

Yet, the more I lean, the more I learn.

Time heals.

The song the hypocrites sing.

The rhymes the ignorant chants.

Even, a philosophy of the innocents.

Till a God is made of an abstract healer.

Time heals,

Yet people seek pleasure in the noose yonder,

Dangling wickedly and ready to choke.

Yet sores get opened again.

And the bale afore becomes fresh again.

Time heals,

I hope it doctors the wounds of many who still believe,

Till these gnashing memories go into Oblivion.

Till these hearts pieces is mended,

I will only watch from my chronograph piece.