Not enough hours exist in a day,
To accomplish the goals that we set,
We have so little time to make our mark,
We must cherish each moment we get.
Most minutes we spend debating,
Upon what to do next,
Instead of improving our lives,
And those of people we have met.
What would happen if we lived,
Like our heartbeats had a limit?
What would happen if we saw a problem,
And devoted our lives to resolving it?
Less time must be devoted to outlines and lamentations,
Over everything that is flawed,
And every person who lacks ambition.
We must personify proactivity and believe in what we work with,
Only then will we disregard ticking Time and be content with how we spent it.
-AMK
OH MY WORD ANNIE.....i love this poem....ALOT!! :D
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