h//o//u//r//s

there will be time
to fog up glass
and cut the odd class
for a beer

there will be time
behind the bar
to split the lemons
from their rind

there will be time
there will be time
to create murder
from foul slime

to conceive heart
beats alongside
nonchalance t’ward
infanticide

there will be time
to take the pill
or test the rubber
window sill

to feel a breeze
there will be time
to save the trees
there will be time

there will be time
between the bricks
of life’s odd steps
stuck between lime

do remember
there will be time
take one deep breath
there will be time.

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