Analysis of What Time Is It

So many have found it difficult to find,
The time that it is to face truth and reality.
To believe for them it is never too late,
For changes to accept them made...
Done to do to have left them,
Behind the times to wonder...
What is going on.
With nowhere to leave them feeling,
They belong anywhere.
Yet...
Protest to keep their presence,
A priority amongst others...
Who are made to witness and observe,
Their insecurities protected.
And their misdeeds,
To continually become defended.

That is the time it was.
The time it has been.
And the time that still is...
A time to know that has grown too old,
To have moved too far and fast...
Gone unnoticed,
From the passing of time,
That has left many behind.
Hoping a future is theirs to come,
If...
Consciousness happens to awaken them,
From a delusion fixed upon fiction to live it!