Time Is Never Time At All

It’s a roller coaster that doesn’t care if you’re strapped in, no discretion.

Sankofa’s in a twist – got you upside down, speeding forward, but still looking back when

we lose our sense of direction.

Off the rails of this crazy train, it’s a chaotic scene to be in between the safety harness

and your seat –

“I wanna go again!” We flirt with danger on repeat,

we spend it for thrills, make sure we have the quality version for our loved ones,

Waste too much of it – or so we think, measure everything with it, use it to chart the stars, moon, sun;

It’s a dictator, an angry god, we all follow along to maintain, trying to not let it get away,

And we don’t even know if it’s a ‘real’ thing, or if it was just all made up one day.

Origins – a mystery if you keep digging, some say now it can fold or be like strings,

We all follow it blindly, until our nightly solace is disrupted by the songs our alarm clocks sing. – RSM