Immortal

Ages ago, people grew old with time And not before time. They slept well and enjoyed themselves. They did not have to rush in accordance with the hands of a clock, Still less constantly jump when a siren went off. They took time to enjoy everything. No one hurried. Life was there, before them, rich and generous. They had a philosophy that allowed them to behave like that “They knew they were members of a community That would never die….”