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Iraticus


What is time? What must it do? What other than our lives can time consume? Must it irritate? Must it eradicate? Spare to ruminate, or even think straight - It will rush you, it will push you, what good must of it, what good can it do? It will make you sway, it may even drown you - what about time, can you say, spends your day? Say, it is not renewable. Say, it's fossil fuel; Imagine what it would be like, if time didn't turn us to fool, How it would twist us one day If we were not made susceptible Then one day, not using time might be our best decision ever.
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