Kaveesha Ruwindi Poet I do not know?

The Eternal Second Chance

Not more than a year ago,
I used to fly parallel to time. 
Sometimes, I was faster, overtaking time's constant speed.
But not always. 

Now, I'm getting slower,
slower than it used to be. 
It builds a tension in my head, arising to a great storm.
Time is mocking me; without even looking back. 
The gap between us gets larger and larger: 
time is gaining speed. 
Or is it? NO. 
I'm slowing, slowing down... gradually. 

I should be gaining my speed,
and I'm trying. 
It doesn't take much time to realize
that accelarating is hard work. 
It makes this journey seem like a battle. 
Maybe I should try again. 
Is there any second chance?
 - Hardly anyone knows the answer.
Well,
We live in a ceaseless battle against time.
But even with time,
there is an eternal second chance:
TOMORROW.

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