How Time Flies

Rushing and speeding,

Our lives seem fleeting.

Not caring who we run down

In the process of time cheating

 

Anxious to get

From one minute to another,

Not a moment to spare

Or to take time for one another

 

Hurrying and shoving

No time to waste.

Not even for kindness

Due to our relentless pace

 

Pushing and running

Towards the ends of our lives,

But complaining in turn

About how our time flies

Reviews

[Lorry]

Wee more of a throwaway society than we ever think. Not only consumerism wise, but as you so eloquently state here, with time, our time and our lives. We fool ourselves into thinking what we are doing now is meaningful, because that is the way we have been trained to think. If we didn't, no one would turn up for work tomorrow and we would all just be ourselves, walking the earth, experience life in full, without distraction, and fully moving forward on to the next level of being.
would say more, but it's time for my bed, so that I can get up early to do a load of stuff I don't want to do, because that is what we do.
Beautiful, thought provoking words. Great read.

[Mini Febus]

Beautiful. Such eerie language. Love it.