Seek Peace

I am Time.

Out of rhyme and grime,

I create all of space.

With evolution, I mold the human face.

From atoms to star dust,

I saw life's yearning lust

To breath amongst planetary rocks;

Plankton leads to Hawks.

Now humans suffer in nature's sneer

And in the blood bath of fear.

So onto them I gave them a god.

A few to Egypt, to Greece a squad.

There's one from the Middle East

That inspires man to be a minister or a priest.

In the creation of their gods, I sought

To bring comfort to those fraught

With pain and death.

Still, they can't see past the last breath.

For I am Time,

I seek peace for my creation.