My days on earth ar numbered,
my time ticks more faster
my heart beats to the call of death
for i was young,but now am old.
My grey hairs my pride
my offsprings are my glory behinds
my legs are now as weak as waters
for i was young but now am old
so defendless and powerless
my hope relies on God and my seeds for survival
my present becomes annoyin to many
for i was young,but now am old.
One day i shall travel far beyound humanities
for my works will tell the world i once exist
because i created time out of no time
for i was young,but now am old.
