My Seconds For You

The millisecond you take to read this word this second this poem is my seconds my minutes my life's time for you. 

For you 
to spend  a second 
                           a minute 
         To know I've written it 

The moment
 the second you sit in your chair 
 you're no were else you're here
  in the chair. Or wherever you'll  say.

The time you spend is the time that's gone
 the money you spend and that period       you've been on phone 
 Typing on the smartphone 
 The ones around you still there . Watching you- glare ... 

Gratitude in the second counts 
a moment spent worrying pessimistically with low self esteem .. to scale .. does it really matter?
 If you're always you and can't be replaced as the second already gone.. even a yown is a couple people born.. 
 You're only you seconds are yours for fun and knowledge  expand.. 

We're all a single soul
 with ability to give love 

You're just like me im like you 

 What does it all really remark- 
a great part of your life?  

Right attitude has a rack 


My seconds are your seconds if we spend them together 
 objects around us and people ARE in the same time lapse. Bounce.  
 
 Ones  lonely ones in groups
   ones in family filled  rooms ..
 Ones with their lover in the separate room 
 Ones in the hospital hoping for either survival or death 
 Ones in the hurricane and ones in the faulty  train...
 Yes these things happen but 
 The perception of moment when not so unfortunate is still worth a coordinate.. 

Are the moments in your control  ... are they worth their weight in gold? Completely  insuperable. Unparallelled.  
Fled with unrepelled always-giving  love?

Hatred is a strong word carrying a ton of steamed coal .. 
that's just weighing down 
putting down .. 
The circumstances of all of us are like they are , a rusk , unfixed task
why should you hate the one in front or in back? Why not just understanding and not try to fight back ..
Just love and  care 
Not keep that glare 
In seconds just with positive flare 
Make a pure smile not so rare

It's to your self you need to refer 
Making aims clear 
Purity in feeling is fair and great.  
In these seconds we undertake
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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