A Poem by Laura Harrison

Lately, I’ve been thinking about time;

about how there’s never enough

but simultaneously,

always too much .

I’ve been thinking about how

we’re always waiting in line

for something or someone:

absentmindedly checking the clock

always thinking “how much time have I got?”

But what if I told you

that time was just an illusion?

What if each deadline wasn’t that important?

Because when people say life is too short

What if it’s actually not?

Why don’t we just take the time

to slow down

and admire our world

while it’s still around .

And I’ve been thinking about how

we always have enough time for ourselves

but never enough for anyone else;

We never stop to give the homeless man change

because we’re always late for work

or, in any other way, engaged.

But what if I told you that change

doesn’t have to come

from the bottom of your bag

but instead from the words

that you speak

and the way that you act.

Engage with people

and ask them how they are

because it doesn’t take long

to show somebody that you care-

No it shouldn’t take too long

to remember that we’re here

and have been for more than 2000 years,

yet everything seems to be the same;

why are not enough people bothered

about making the world change?

© 2015 Laura Harrison

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Beautiful. Time is such an odd thing to think about because it truly is a social construct. The U.S. has a culture so structured around time and we're constantly pushing ourselves to do things faster so that we may have MORE TIME, but it is something we will never be able to create more of. We can never hold time, we can never visualize it in its truest sense, and our only form of measuring it is based off a system we created... such an odd thing, indeed.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Excellent write! Very thought provoking and so true... There's so many points you touch on in this piece it makes my head spin! :) Thank you for requesting me to read this.
-Yours Truly

Posted 3 Years Ago

I agree dear Poet. I read a John Dryden book. England was fighting many wars and the world was mad almost 600 years ago. World hadn't changed.
"yet everything seems to be the same;
why are not enough people bothered
about making the world change?"
After so many wars and suffering. We should of learn by now? Thank my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.

Posted 4 Years Ago

I love how thoughtful the poem is. I especially loved the use of the words "And I've been thinking about how". Very well written.

"Because when people say life is too short
What if it’s actually not?"

These lines are hard-hitting. They make one ponder.

Posted 4 Years Ago

Seems shameful at times...time is a tyrant to us all for sure but seldom do people think on INfinite and focus on finite...time is illusional in some ways, however much it owns us...if only we would stop and lead by example and reflect on our actions for generations to come then humanity may stand a chance of doing something admirable, sigh...poignant piece...

Posted 4 Years Ago

we was destined for the end,at the beginning.and it will be through hate
lovely heartfelt write

Posted 4 Years Ago

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Added on December 15, 2015
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Laura Harrison
Laura Harrison

Ashton-under-Lyne, Greater Manchester, United Kingdom

My name is Laura, I am 25 and I write poetry to understand life. more..


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