Its available all through <br />Yet its not enough <br />As its hands tick away <br />We crave for more <br />To do this or that <br />We try to manage it <br />But it slips away gradually <br />We wish we have more of it in the past <br />We hope to have more in the future <br />Our desires for more of it <br />Is like an open selpulchre <br />That's never say enough to corpses <br />We all need more time. <br />Young, old, rulers and subjects <br />Constantly yearn for more time <br />But we must know that time is mobile <br />It is a 'passing moment' <br />That waits for no one<br /><br />Babatunde Aremu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/more-time-8/
