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.