This land where all hurry
To meet a single deadline they scurry
I look past the one who passed by
Not a glance could he spare for me...

They state their tasks are as easy as a pie
Yet only few I have seen comply
Drowning in nothingness-no efforts, no stake
The work done by one title to the fake...

Walking past the alleys and halls
Do you think I am here to look what befalls
I guess I must convey to readers today
Never do I change pace nor have a single holiday...

To people who think I fly
Dears you should take charge I imply
When clock ticks all the every same
Losing a single tock is such a shame...

All so precious I am made to feel
Around me ones cherish both my past and future I reveal
Looking beyond to see ah the beholder
In every destiny and fate as a pityful stakeholder...

I am time, seconds and moments to name
Epitome of patience is what some acclaim
To the ones who match my very pace never late
Do you feel I walk, run or fly my dear mate...

The cream of the crop at the wisdom's lane
Don't they preach what is valued and what's your bane
Hey if it's me then no matter just dock the clock
Cherish now when for tomorrow maybe naught at this crosswalk...

Time, oh time do some say
Don't waste seconds to plead for the hay
You've got to buck up to play
Treasure every passing moments all the way...

Its I the every call of time
My advises for the wise and prime
Look out and enjoy coz today shall be yesterday and tomorrow today
Days and years shall pass as fast as streaming rain to your dismay...

© Myths