Time is finite
Time is precious
Time, it's unforgiving,
So go make your wishes.
Like a broken record
People say
'Carpe diem'
'Seize the day'
But
This tormentor Time
chases us in
majestic malevolence
robs us of
eternal enjoyment
dictates all our
advanced actions
sucks us dry
of youth
of spirit
of memories to be made.
Timetables
Timesheets
Time slots
Time rules
For us to rue
the day.
Left forgotten,
In the dust,
Like a bicycle flaked in rust,
Screeching to a halt
Squealing for another day.
Yet
Time flies with reckless abandon
Rushes us and our ambition
It moves on
With no amends
And so
We trudge towards,
Towards this endless end.
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