Time, Death, or God?

It walks without stopping--
Flowing mercilessly over events in our lives,
Destroying our memories.
It is inevitable--
Crushing the good and extending the bad,
Drawing its power from those moments we Cherish and Hate.

It knows everything--
We cannot escape its pitiless force,
Unconciously helping it succeed.
It is unstoppable--
Making men lose their minds,
Killing them without warning.

It yearns for nothing--
Knowing it can take whatever it wants,
Whenever it wants.
It is the Almighty--
Giving and taking at its will,
Not needing permission from anymore or anything.

It will never lose--
This product of Sorrow,
Happiness
          Hate
                Love
Will dismember all hope of peace and freedom.
It goes on living and dying--
Destroying our memories,
Drawing its power from those moments we Cherish and Hate

It is Inevitable.