TIME

Time is flowing like a river But is elusive unlike matter It moves in only one direction On it we focus our attention If we do otherwise our lives will be in shambles All our efforts will yield nothing but troubles Time is gold w'eve been told We cannot avoid getting old Hence, the need to use it wisely,  But most important, productively The way we spend our precious time Tells of how well we treat life sublime And when our time is over, We'll be judged by others Thus time is but an opportunity To actualize our full potentiality To save time for future use Is insane act we must refuse Time is constantly passing And is always up for seizing Unlike tangible goods on hand, Time has no beginning nor end We do live and die in time, Enjoy it but leave it behind We surely can't outlast time, Nor can we buy it for a dime Stupid are those who hoard time Like poets that are out of rhyme