For What It's Worth

                                               Who we are, and who we become,

                                                Are a matter of what we do with

                                                  What we have and then some.

                                                     Treasure then is one worth

                                                        Cherishing, for what is

                                                            here is nought but

                                                                  perishing.

                                                                 Time itself

                                                           to please/dismay in

                                                       Way, shape or form, in

                                                   A sense taking away the very

                                                freedom, of choice and preparation

                                               to leave us tense to watch it pass by,

                                              The only exception is, I don't intend to.