An hour glass.

Time
A treasured resource
Lives squarely depend on
From dusk till dawn

Forward moving
Through a ticking clock
Moving in secs, mins, hrs
Generations ‘ve traveled by

Pitiless
It waits for no man, nowise
Available but never a friend
Rules are inflexible

Celestial
Man has no stake
Not the same everywhere
Some ahead, some behind

Abundance
We have it not
Use rightly or risk badly
game of choice

I'm a contemporary writer. I have been hugely involved with writing Poetry, Quotes, and Academic Articles. I have a career in Information and Communication (IT), Economics, and currently pursuing one in Development Studies.

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