Time

I keep on moving, I keep on going.  I make you old and and gray, I make the clear to fade away.  I have no start and I have no end, my origins will make your mind to bend.  I do not eat or sleep, I don't have a moment for any upkeep. Man has made me but he cannot keep me, even though on his wrist he looks to see me. I have no regard for age or gender, for all with wrinkles I will render.  Until the last breath is drawn, then onward I will crawl, ever moving never stopping until the world does fall.  You do not stop me, you do not turn me, you do not own me for I am mine.  I keep on moving, I keep on going, I do what I please, I am Time.