Epoch

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Mar 01, 2019 

Locked in
time.
Prisoners.
Prisoners each
to their
own
epoch.
Choice.
No choice.
Conform,
live as the 
time dictates.
No choice.
Look at 
their faces!
Dealing.
Dealing best
they can 
with what’s
been handed.
No choice.
Rules in place.
Each time
different.
Must be
what time
dictates.
No choice!

 

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