Time is described as something that cannot be controlled or stopped no matter how hard one tries. With each attempt to govern, compress, poison, incarcerate, or distort time, it slips further from grasp and continues perpetually. Time transcends all limits and efforts to distort or erase it, instead burgeoning into new forms of freedom, truth, prosperity, and existence. Ultimately, time cannot be conquered and will continue ticking relentlessly as long as life exists and beyond, as it has forever and will forever be by God's grace.

1. TIME
The more you tried to stringently control it; the more it rampantly slipped away from
your invincible grasp,
The more you tried to irrevocably stop it; the more it uncontrollably sped past the
corridors of unceasingly unfathomable infinite infinity,
The more you tried to chauvinistically govern it; the more it inevitably took an
insuperable grip upon even the most inconspicuous element of your destiny,
The more you tried to irretrievably compress it; the more it rebounded back towards
the aisles of boundless eternity; forever and ever and ever,
The more you tried to truculently asphyxiate it; the more it uninhibitedly gallivanted
like a majestic lion; for whom sky was the only veritable limit,
The more you tried to transcend beyond it; the more it left you a billion kilometers
lagging behind; the instant you dared alight your nimble foot,
The more you tried to invidiously poison it; the more it sprouted afresh in a countless
rejuvenatingly new forms; from a countless directions which you could never ever
perceive,
The more you tried to chauvinistically incarcerate it; the more it unequivocally flew in
the skies of unparalleled freedom; for centuries and moments immemorial,
The more you tried to torturously tie it; the more euphorically it leapt towards the
paradise of Omnipotently silken freedom; magnificently attuning all humanity to the
pragmatic essence of blissful existence,
The more you tried to bury it fathomless feet in the graveyards of hell; the more it
profoundly perpetuated its insuperable grip upon every echelon of blessed living
kind,
The more you tried to hedonistically distort it; the more it evolved into its
unbelievably redolent grace; with the heavens of unassailable truth
written all over it,
The more you tried to abhorrently erase it; the more it unflinchingly burgeoned; into
a fountain of invincibly redolent sagaciousness,
The more you tried to uncouthly repel it; the more it intractably embedded itself to
every quintessentially happening aspect of your vibrant life,

2. The more you tried to make it derogatorily sedentary; the more it tirelessly ticked; not
resting even an ethereal instant even after every organism on this earth had
wholesomely extinguished,
The more you tried to satanically bribe it; the more it unstoppably blazed into an
unprecedented gorge of patriotic truth and triumphant selflessness,
The more you tried to salaciously recycle it; the more it iridescently blossomed into
unending newness; for moments beyond an infinite more births yet to unveil,
The more you tried to dastardly retract it; the more it jubilantly galloped towards the
chapters of victoriously enchanting proliferation; eternally continuing God’s
enthrallingly wonderful creation,
The more you tried to cold-bloodedly murder it; the more it spawned into
bounteously everlasting prosperity; enlightening every organism alive with the
magic of spell binding optimism,
The more you tried to lethally silence it; the more it boisterously permeated the true
spirit of endlessly God-gifted existence; to continents fathomlessly diversified; far and
wide,
O! Yes and try as hard as you could; you simply wouldn’t be able control it; you
simply wouldn’t able to stop it till the time you breathe and even after; for that’s how
it has forever been; that’s how it is and by the grace of God shall forever be; O! Yes
believe it or not; but that for you is royally unconquerable time.