There Are Times
There are times where it seems
as if we're characters in God's dream
That time is an artificial construct
And things happen by chance or dumb luck
There are times where I'm aghast
Where the future and past have no contrast
And life feels like a rude fantasy
Draped with a sham reality so scantily
There are times where I can only say
Thank you God for this peculiar buffet
Full of indescribable chaos and delight
On which only You have the copyright
Copyright © Trey Hamner | Year Posted 2016
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