Time

Time and time again

Slaves we were then

Bound are we now

Ticking on tomorrow

Waiting on the pendulum

Chained by much or little

Rushing forward when young

Wishing to move back in old age

Time seems slow when we are waiting

In mourning

Lamenting

Time races fast when there is fear

When you are here

When death appears near

There’s never enough time

To make time

Yet memories linger

Eternally

Past and present merge

Indefinitely

Time is nothing but a shift

Sets some apart

Adrift

Time is value

Seconds for some

Weeks for an expecting mum

Months of growing up

To finally become

Years of hard work

Never enough for some

Time waits for no one