Momentary
Pause
There’s
no time is a procrastinator’s mime
That
brake in the mind that takes the dime
Type
horrendous personality that pushes and drives
Upsets
the calm and makes the procrastinator break into hives
Urgency
of desire depends upon to what you aspire
Money or
shapely lady, handsome man or something shady
The
trigger is a changer that is a mind bell ringer
A sudden
focus that makes you see like a seer, all clear
But time
is an enemy for happiness runs
And
sadness seems never ending like a line of asking nuns
Thinking
deeply focuses the chasm beneath
It raises
imagination expecting horror unsheathed
See the
realities of life unknown when you were a child
Explains
the longing sometimes to that magical world
In times
of sadness and loneliness we hope that providence is with us
In times
of happiness let not my arrogance be my solace
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