Time

Nor woman or child.

He takes,

but never gives,

He gets,

But never wants,

Demands,

But never asks.

He makes our childhood fade away.

He makes us age at a swiftly pace.

What’s the hurry?

You might wonder.

If Time went astray,

And elongated the Every Passing Day,

We would never age,

Nor learn,

Time would nearly stop.

A second would become a year,

A decade,

Or a century,

Or maybe even a lifetime.

We would never truly live,

For, if Time slowed down his rapid pace,

We never would become what we could have been.

If Time slowed down his brisk pace,

A lifetime would become an eternity

And we would near-forever stay the same.

So we must learn to live life to the fullest,

To follow our dreams,

To do our best,

And acknowledge those around us.

Time is a friend to no man,

But we must not treat him as a traitor.

Or your time will surely fade.