The moment moves without a thought for you.
His time, bound to a never-ending beat,
waits not for you! Time has a rendezvous
with lovers of his own tempestuous heat.
Do not assume the beast will sudden, turn
or pause or yield a second chance, the dice
once thrown. He’ll but allow what you will earn
within that slot. The rooster crows but twice.
Start wasting time and take it to the max
to change a thought or action misconstrued.
Your minutes will have counted where you’re lax.
Ol’ time will have the last laugh; he’s imbued.
So sudden will your seconds becomes hours.
Already you are buried ‘neath the flowers.