Life

A trialed permutation means
A way to build anew machines
As two converge for novel feat
So too diverge just to compete

 

Death

A death will mask you though you’ve won
A close is brought when all is done
Were it to continue more
Others would decrease the score

 

Space

Yes, three directions you can drift
One, to, collides with all that’s swift
Two, down, a large mass stops the shift
Three, round, a circumventing gift

 

Time

Time, a door to consequence
Can’t be stopped by cage or fence
If you ask, “what is the range?”
It will answer, “that may change!”