TIME....A Poem

Tick and tock it kicks

Briskly it wanders away

Keeping a date with its destination

In between it's fists lies births and deaths

Respected for it's venerability and impartiality

Slow and steady it evolves, from past to future eternity

Churning up days into weeks,

Weeks into months and

Months into years

Defined by physicists as what the clock reads

But weightier than what a device reads

Innocently it crawls passing moments and seasons

Wordless it passes, waiting for no one

Too slow for those who wait

Almost too swift for the fearful

Mercilessly it deals with an unrepentant  sinner

Almost unending for those who grieve

                             

Prominently it features in the life of every human

The definer of purpose

Opening up opportunities for the wise

Devouring the same for the unwise

Proficiently invested in by the prudent

Squandered without apologies by the witless

The prudent looks out for it's quick going

The lamebrained craves to waste its coming

It has no need for desire and emotion

But what it encompasses does

Seemingly unfair and uncaring to all

But it has ONE GRAVE purpose

To see WHAT YOU REALLY CARE ABOUT

So, like some folks will always put, time is like money, you spent it

But don't just spending it on frivolities