OBSESSED WITH TIME
Don't try to make-time because if we have-time,
why try to spend-time if we fear to lose-time?
Why do we kill-time
then beg for extra-time only to grumble it's about-time?
It's not like we have
no-time to work full-time or even part-time
so that we can satisfy our obligations in-time.
Now we want over-time
and isn't it due-time that we got paid on-time?
Isn't it true that
every-time you try to get some free-time
it cuts into your bed-time so you end up using all
And you still act big-time and have a good-time when all you do is waste-time
until you have to do double-time just to get some
to blow it on some miller-time.
You hope that this-time will be the last-time you have to put up with
small-time drama because after-time if you don't
save-time you'll just have to
mark-time while you serve-time with no tea-time.
So if you don't want
to do-time you better learn to tell-time
and stop conforming to standard-time then maybe any-time might be ample-time
to give your brain some-nap time.
I always thought that
some-time if only I could stop-time and just
an easy-time when I didn't have to keep-time it
the first-time I wouldn't have a rough-time.
But then the official-time became the only-time and I had to cut-time or
half-time so I could make quittin'-time before
night-time cut into my meal-time.
I want a long-time to
bask in the day-time
but that's the exact-time I have to deal with down-time.
Why not just use my
real-time so I won't have a hard-time for the rest
of my life-time?
Of all the adventures,
sensual and spiritual, which we are blessed to
time, perhaps, is the most encompassing and the
In our four score (or so) of solar revolutions, we
ultimately end up reflecting upon,
if not regretting, the impending end of our
transitory claim upon time, in this
"What if?" undoubtedly
becomes every soul's personal, parting
The wonder of
possibility is that it never can be exhausted.
The perception is, given time, we all might be the gods
of our choosing.
The reality is, given life, we all must be
reassured and pregnant in Spirit.
Were we not simply passing, all time would be one
time and eternity would be now,
but since this human being is momentarily
yesterday became a
today is the only forever we have
and tomorrow is a capricious
An American In Thought
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