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Apr 2015
The particular period of seconds,
minutes, hours, days, weeks,months,
and years for which something has been happening
or which is needed for something to happen

We were born into it
Now we live in its existence
It waits for no creature

In-spite of your goings and comings
You can never stop its working
Its an enemy to man
Too fast, you can't catch-up with
Once gone, wasted, too bad,, no REMEDY

As you draw closer to the curtain call
What will it be for you?
Happy? or Sad?

When you begin to account why you ignored its constant ticking
The thought of you making it in a rush
Realization comes in
ZERO achievement

Oh! How you tick
Who can stop you?

Written By: Esther Esuga.I
Esther Esuga
Written by
Esther Esuga  Nigeria
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