Try to find time displayed,
digital or analog,
in an airport,
on the street,
in an office building.
If existing by some chance,
the timepiece has stopped
running or is, at best,
inaccurate. In schools
where clocks remain,
all vary, none are true.
Even the privacy of watches,
is nearly replaced by the
handy mobile unit,
the “cell,” that
Swiss Army knife
used to tell the time,
take a sharp photo,
check a schedule,
play a hit game,
make a call,
text a lover,
play a tune,
find a dog,
file a bet,
THE FIRST TIME
By Sidney S. Stark
When first thy countenance appeared to me
The stun suppressed my will and crushed my choice.
So troubled by my fears and thoughts of thee
I blindly blocked thy sight- yet not thy voice.
How lightly cast and softly strong it rose
To carry off my dread, all doubt away.
Until the soldier’s path I thought I chose
Stopped dead in place, and urged me on to stay.
Thy loving soul, so huge in depth and scope,
Hath found the way to sooth and shine and fill
With gentle kindness building high my hope;
While on this antique war is raging still.
But who can tell which battle kills its host?
The one inside my soul doth pain the most.