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Gone is the time when people had the time
To stop and pause, indulge in idle banter.
Now the time is such that If you bump into
Someone, before long they scatter ruing,
Citing – Oh Lord, time got away from me!
And then madly they scramble.
People scuttle about now, scurrying like mice;
Racing to get ahead of their schedule.
Time is no longer kind, as it once was
No longer does it give respite or a pause.
It extracts from us a price that is dear,
We live in wasted time’s perpetual fear.
We now live in a time that forever is rushing
Its transient nature controls us.
It’s unnerving but time holds us captive.
So, now days to the people we meet,
We ask not how they do or how they have been.
We ask instead, “Hey mate! What’s the time?”
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