An asset constantly abused.
No resource more wasted,
On pleasures – food, parties and sex;
On pursuits – fame, power and money.
For no one it waits.
Yet we live as if it does.
Tick, tock, tick, the moment is gone,
The months, years you think you’ll have
Are seeping away today.
Gainfully employing time,
To do that which you keep putting off.
Read, visit, pray, think, teach, blog…
Whatever you do, seek to
Serve, not yourself, but others.
The hours rush by,
Sunrise, sunset switch places in the sky,
Moments become years as time ebbs.
‘Tomorrow I will do it’, you say,
In delusion you lose today forever.
‘Why not Now?’
‘One day, or day one,
What is one thing you should do, but have been putting off?