Time Plays (Nica_AZ)

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Time Plays


Crap she's up!

said the devil, when my boots hit the ground

for two days in a row, it was calm and quite

but day three was different.

I kicked off my bed sheets

hit the floor with my boots

smiled at the whisper common to my ears

I heard the devil curse under his breath

it was a deja vu I'd never miss.

As I was about to grab my sword,

I heard my admirers out in my yard.

See I was not the biggest fan of my fans

but be honest, who hates the adulation?

who desents the chant of their names?

So, I threw my shoulders back

and walked out straighter

to find the packed gathering

holding papers shouting 'beautiful', 'number one', 'best of all' and 'warrior'

cuz that's what I was told earlier

when I shone fierce and brighter.

Preposterous of me, I was shocked at the sight

my mouth gaped and I froze in fright

the hands that clapped then,

were holding sticks and stones

my awesome names and titles

were replaced with 'bitch', 'dumb' and 'worthless'

I averted my gaze back and forth

from the small child in a crib at the corner

to that old lady next door.

They were played by time too

seemed like they wanted their revenge

so I turned on my heels and ran off to escape

and I thought I had gotten away,

till a brick smashes against my head.

I scream loud in my sleep

and send my hand to wipe a sweat

my eyes dart around

and I was still in my small bed.

As my ragged breath got even,

there clicked in my lesson

I was sure I'll get famous, rich and smarter

I'd get happier when I'm older

daisies and roses would it be forever and after.

But then I saw the road is no flat

there are hills and valleys

you will climb up on and slide back down

time's gonna make you different

but please stay unfazed

for the destiny's in ur hands

despite the good old and the bad new times

you have the power to flip it better

eventhough time, is the play maker!!

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