BEING ON TIME
When Time equals Being,
That would be the End.
Nothing would get past
The edges of ephemera.
What would the end be,
When Being equals Time?
There will not be a bang
Anywhere, nor a whimper.
There can only be trumpets
Of the winged proclaiming
An arrival in a regained
Haven where Death is dead;
At which time, no time
Marks being on time. Ever.
All will be late for the birth
Of God on Judgment Day.
---Albert B. Casuga
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