As a member of the human race,
I can handle and play with my 3-D Space;
Length, breadth and height I understand,
I survey build and fence off my land.
Across the world I communicate, converse,
Oceans and lands I freely traverse.
But Time is a completely different matter-
Here my illusions of control just shatter!
I try to contain it in minute, hour and day–
But Time flows on in its omnipotent way.
I can never move against its strong tide,
I can only hang on for the length of the ride.
When I’m happy I think the day has fled-
But no, they say, the clock cant be sped.
Its just the frailty of my human frame-
The march of the hour remains the same!