time
is never on anybody's side
it is the champion of the undisputed race
as no matter how you try to
buy it, **** it, or beat it
it always wins in the end

you run, run as fast as you can
trying to capture the blue skies along the way
not really getting anything -
why do we even run a losing race? (always?)
who ever created the concept of time?
why is it dictated that time be measured in
seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years -
because they don't mean anything
why can't we measure time in moments:
after all, each person has their own concept of time
as such; time means a different thing to us all
and don't you see? we are just running a race
we don't even understand.

time runs like the upper course of a river;
vicious, majestic,
and we run with it, trying to hold as much
of its water while we can
but you can only hold a little in your hands
before it slips away
but sometimes, it leaves behind traces
of rocks, sediment, sand
and these are the moments; hold on to it
because they too, will slip away
and is lost forever.

so,
stop running then, you'd say
but if you do, every moment is a lost one -
and i guess although we are running a losing battle
we can still try to hold as much water as we can in the meantime
who knows, we might catch a diamond
in the river's load.
it is a (treasure it).
but what do you do,
when you run against a river
that is running dry?