Time...

A small poem I wrote read it please..

Time…


Time is a very precious fragile thing that we can’t toy with…
Time won’t go back for us and it won’t go forward for us either…
We have to be carried away by it and be doomed by it…
As time passes we grow older, frailer and weaker…
Buildings crumble and fall and our spirit beg to leave us forever…
Do we listen…?
Do we let ourselves die and be a wandering soul with no purpose and no meaning…?
When is it our time to be wiped from existence…?
When is it our time to reborn like a phoenix…?
Only time can tell…