Time outruns those who don't sprint
To keep up. It never turns back
Or bothers to wait for idle souls
Why carry coals to Newcastle?
Time misspent is time gone forever
Easy come and easy go
Time is too busy to wallow in
The stillness of now. Indeed, it does
Flee like a long-distance runner
With an engine that keeps on
Humming and chugging, it keeps on
Steadily; time never crawls, it sprints
CONTEST NO 218 any form-any theme with max of 12 lines Poetry Contest
Winner(8th Place)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date written: 10/03/2013
Date posted: 03/29/2016
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