The Abstract Coin

Gone forever, the used ones Never can it be set aside for future use As food, fuel or money can be Can it be stored like a pea? Like a large swift river Ever flowing forward Neither can be stopped nor delayed Nor can thou use every drop flowing over Moving in its downward flight Dying in a sleepless night Time and tide waits for no man So goes a well worn slogan A representation of action succession Kill it with procrastination Has it any resurrection? Fatigue, a coin robber Much emphasis on pleasure, Grand coin robber Coin robbers cause extreme pressure This ticking-tacking coin in life Can it be spent on behalf? I'd rather be a time keeper Than be a time waster