Xtras

X. Don't Waste Time

In a world that's always moving, forever in a spin,
They call me impatient, they say it's a sin.
But I view life differently, through a unique frame,
I’m not being impatient, I just won't play the game.

Life's a fleeting whisper, a fleeting chime,
Why wait for tomorrow when today is in its prime?
I dance with the moments, in rhythm, in rhyme,
It's not impatience, I just refuse to waste time.

They see a hurried pace, a race to the finish line,
But I see a journey, a chance to shine.
Why let precious moments simply unwind?
I'm not being impatient, I just value time.

The sun rises and sets, in its daily climb,
Life's too short for a slow-paced mime.
I seize every second, like a treasure, divine,
Not impatient, just unwilling to waste time.

In the blink of an eye, the day will decline,
Opportunities missed, like fallen pine.
I choose to act, while others resign,
Not out of impatience, but to not waste time.

So here's to the swift, the bold, the fine,
Who live each moment, in the grandest design.
They see life as a river, always in its prime,
Not being impatient, they just won't waste time.

To those who view life as a challenging climb,
Who seize every moment, come rain or sunshine.
They're not being impatient, in their paradigm,
They're simply making sure they don't waste time.

So let them call me hasty, let them opine,
I'll be the comet, in the night sky's line.
I'm not being impatient, just following my sign,
Living fully, loving deeply, not wasting time.

In a world that's always turning, under the moon's shine,
I choose to live, not just to bide time.
For I am the poet, writing life's line,
Not impatient, but refusing to waste time.

So when my story's told, in the future's time,
They'll say I lived fully, in every climb.
Not impatient, but a lover of life’s chime,
A soul who knew better than to waste time.