How Time Flies
Rushing and speeding
Our lives seem fleeting
Not caring who we run down
In the process of time cheating
Anxious to get
From one minute to another
Not a moment to spare
Or to take time for one another
Hurrying and shoving
No time to waste
Not even for love
Due to our relentless pace
Pushing and running
Towards the ends of our lives
But complaining in turn
About how our time flies
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2014
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