The "Time" Poem

Cold metal and gray cinder block,
The way time travels inside of a rock.
Time can't stand still but doesn't move on.
Chess piece catastrophe, caught like a pawn.

Eyes that follow where ever you go.
You can't have no secrets cause someone will know.
The sun doesn't shine and the wind doesn't blow.
Learning the hard way, you reap what you sow.

A man's not a man if he don't have a plan.
If your hearts small you're nothing at all,
and the truths not the truth,
if you don't have the proof.
To be a man then you have to stand tall.