A poem about time
Muhammed Isa
Time
The fine line between
A crime and a fine
Slipping through our hands
The curse of many lands
An asset that is ever so magic
But using it wrong is very tragic
We sometimes think we need the speed
But in the end all we need is the lead
Time favours the productive
And destroys the destructive
As we look at the clock
Our time is set in a lock
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Posted Aug 5, 2024
A poem about time
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