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The Time We Have

Updated on June 6, 2011

The Time We Have

By Tony DeLorger © 2011


Diligence marks the hands of time,

that drags the world from slumber.

Harassing life to hasten,

compelling dreams to flourish before end.


Complacency bears no place in thinking,

too much to accomplish, too fast conclusions.

The burden of escape forever shouldered,

ever increasing with age, the ticking thunderous.


Like a race one cannot win, time eclipses.

The governor of final outcomes,

the dismantler of human striving,

we are slaves to its impartial intent.


No matter our thoughts, out talents or dreams,

time is our adjudicator, our ultimate end.

It warrants our actions and suffers out folly,

and with a passing thought, ends us.


At its mercy we are,

with its opportunity we evolve,

with its acknowledgement we progress,

until it runs out and all things cease.


We should learn to utilise it,

the time we have

whatever that may be.


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      Tony DeLorger 6 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks for your comment Doug, and for stopping by

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      Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

      I like the reference to the ticking growing more thunderous with age. That really sums it up.

      In the end, we all must bow before time.

      Interesting write.

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