Time

Time is hard to just explain
It will flow in the same way
Yet never the destination
Think of the city subway
A different path and location

Make one point and then one line
They are sat completely still
Yet there is more you can find
Think of The Matrix and pill
You choose to open your mind

Draw a circle on a graph
Connect it to every side
Follow each and every path
The moon moves around the tide
Multiply and subtract the math

I am in constant motion
One place yet multiple times
Yet never the same devotion
Think of how you then use rhymes
Creating magical potions

Time is hard to understand
It is hard to comprehend
It is like a rubber band
Swinging back and forth to the end
Only stopping when it can

The same choice but not result
Always uniquely known
But never is anyone's fault
A different truth is shown
One car will screech to a halt

Time will make up what is real
Time will be in a disguise
The past it may just seal
Time it never truly dies
Has the gift to always heal

We may stop and also the line
Completely erased from all
Left and falling behind
Closed off and against a wall
Another gear time will grind