Time Warrior

by Doug Draime

You can't help but

leave something

in the space

in which you breathe,

by the way you

inhabit it. You move on

the space remains,

something of you

remains. Time means

nothing in this

equation. Time takes

your mortal life,

devours your grace,

your soul.

And you must question this,

as you must

question everything.

For you are meant

to inhabit and dominate

space, a conquerer of time,

not a vicim of it.