Beautiful Souls

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Why should you suffer for my pain.
Knowledge in this I should try to gain.
Does it feel I have left you alone?
It may feel I have cut you to the bone,
But please believe me, my love is true,
I know in the past I didn’t know what to do,
Because being a father was new to me,
Over the years I was blind, but now I see,
That my responsibility is to be a Dad,
Even me writing this poem, makes me sad,
Thinking of you all from this cell,
You beautiful things, I must have put you all through hell.
So now I have made some new goals,
And that is to save your beautiful souls.
Clearly you only have to nominate ‘time travel’ as the subject of a writing competition to get people thinking.
Time, for me, was at first just “the clock on the wall” at high school. When is lunch? When will this test finish? And when is home time?
Have you ever found yourself at the bottom of a well?
The decay of an atom indicates that time itself has passed, it is the origin of our concept of time.