Camera

Time captive, chronic manipulator

Do pretend to fail to comprehend,

That ever since the very beginning,

Our stories were thrust in an forward racing motion.

Hesitation nor defiance could not stop this engine,

That took no breaks and caught no breaths,

Nor dared to look over its own shoulder.

Too frightened was it of being caught

As the universe’s paradox, plotting insurrection 

Against all of mathematical theory.

But you, manipulator of time,

You have somehow captured life,

Speeding through its days,

With the strange eye of your mechanical lens.

Life moves forward,

This sacred principle we have known for eons.

Look now at what you have done.

One simple click,

And all of the Milky Way tumbles down at your feet.