Time Is Short

Time is short, Jesus said: Before the cock crows thrice, Eyes burning like ten thousand suns Weeping at the wailing wall, stretching Across a valley of broken sighs. Time is short, how could we forget The child we smothered, inside of us; Dumbed him down with memorization, With bus route schedules, Black-booked itineraries. Time is short, and full of woe As the evil of the day triumphs again, And our grief is always sufficient unto us: It fills up the raging emptiness- When it comes knocking on our door, We no longer act surprised. (First two lines taken from the bible: Jesus said to him, 'I tell you with certainty, before a rooster crows this very night, you will deny me three times.' Matthew 26: 34, International Standard Version,2008)