They say that time waits for no man,
Yet I"m always tryin to pass it,
The hours not really ours, only borrowed
yet I pretend to spend them.
If I could only steal a minute...
just to catch up with myself
I would take a second and reflect
on all I know
my past a lifetime ago
the present is just my season
and the future is the change to come
my remaining days
I will measure in moments
even though I cant control it
I can set the tempo
to a rhythm of an infinite beat.
sec,min,hrs,days,weeks,
months,years,decades, or centuries
its not how long we are here
its about what we leave.
Before my sands
slip through the hour glass,
I will build a legacy to last.