Time without end,
boundless in your entirity,
why must you be
a limited resource to all things,
rationed
so sparingly?
What purpose are your portions
when we could dine forever
and never wear you thin?
Though you catch up to me,
though I watch dissapointed,
growing continuously
more tired and weak
as you pass me by,
you will be running still,
when I reach
the finish line. |
Submission Name: Selfish Time
