Nothing But Now

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(A poem scribbled together during an afternoon of rum drinking in the sun in Broome...)

For gold will turn to dust

and steel to rust

Hearts are bound to stop

And as memories are forgot

The future will surely fade

Only this moment hold its value

As this moment is all Time lends us

And Time is the ruler of all things

He will see every King fall

and every hero die.

In the shadow of the world

and measured against eternity

Nothing can maintain

Nothing but Now.

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