The Toll Collectors.

The toll is for a limited time use

Longer maintenance for use brings a new toll collector 

Or as I think everything has a long moment to argue briefly

That small life changes in time from one moment to next or none

Growth and decline war and hunger sat I the King at tables edge

Took to wine when asked, How shall this be only Lords, Kings allowed

Allowed speaking the answer neither I or they answer believing in you

This  once said not knowing down ahead of the road was a road crumbling

A road of no return to follow sat in the way to good were three beastly wings

Winds of the forest changing little things acorns into green reaching beauty 

But the roads now show a a mistake and hold the days end broken dreams lives 

Not reaching hands of the other some lie undisturbed this is now in heavens hands

But help resolves itself it has a universal ring to it slowly as the day night follows

Far away it came forth with none awaking to its clammer was the world 🌎 once

In glory is now windows to destruction where none is in standing peace as is  seen

But seen upon good times to cross the world and make anew before the cost of hell

Encircles the world.