Time

This time of mine
That passes by
Like wind blows through my hair
It goes too fast
And nothing lasts
I cry my heart as it's unfair.

This time I spend
Here on this land
It makes me crazy as it's short
And I can't fight
With what it's right
Nor can I build a Fort.

No fort would last
The past is past
The future it's unsure
The wise,  the fool,
The richest and the poor
Will die,  I reassure.