Poetry Time

Poetry: Time

Time is ours. We can never get rid of it.



is a manmade construct."

We've heard this,

again and again and again.


is a falsehood.

"It keeps us from getting things done."

But time is ours.

Rid of time, is impossible.

Time is forever because,

humans choose for it to stay.

Rather than complain,

Realize that time is limited but it is


So make the most of it.

Time doesn't wait,

So neither should you.

It is free,

yet it is priceless.

It is a gift that most of us,

take for granted.

But one thing is for certain.

Time is unescapable,

We want it the most,

yet use it the least.

So remember this,

it no longer matters where

time came from.

Rather now,

it matters how you use it

for the future.

If you want more time,

Make it.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; any references to a person, place, or thing is purely coincidental.

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