The time is come
not long ago
so far away it seemed
its march continues unimpeded
will it be redeemed?
In distant past
the plans were laid
Its memory now faded
and as the speed
accelerates
easily leaves us jaded
so hard to measure
impossible to capture
can't be bottled or preserved
and the secret longing
for its demise
(c) 2021 Brian David Kelley
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