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
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