Time, Time . . .

Time, time

I washed my hair tomorrow,
it dried yesterday.
time,          time,                              
                                             time

They say time is linear
that you can’t go back
or forward

I’m not so sure

I saw Gettysburg last week,
I think the confederates won
                           this time.

I think I saw Hitler
or maybe it was Göring.
I don’t know it’s all so confusing.

Time,             time,
                                                   time

I know I saw a spaceman today,
hope in time’s window.
Time moves on.

Time,            time,
                                                   time

Back and forth,
forward, retreat
slow, fast.

Does time make sense?

Does any of it make sense?

Yesterday I died and tomorrow I am born.
I fed a calf last year,
drove off a cliff today.

Do we have enough time
to save ourselves?
Do we have enough time

to save our country, our world?

Time,                time,
                                                              time

Ruth Jewell, ©August 2, 2020