As the Hourglass Cracks

The hourglass,

Steady and dependable

The curvy smooth glass,

Flawless at touch

The grains of sand,

Within it drip,

Slowly and gradually,

Telling of time passed

The continuous reminder

Of seconds gone by

The constant cue

Of minutes elapsed

The consistent indication

Of hours surpassed

Time does not wait,

For one or for all,

It keeps its pace,

Always moving forward,

And all must keep up

To meet the day’s, the life’s goals,

But within each and every one,

Living and breathing,

Upon this very Earth,

Beats and drips their own

Unique hourglass

And once the time has come,

That hourglass shall crack

Hours to Tomorrow

Day by day passing right on by

Hands on the clock keep twirling

Spinning around and moving forward

Stopping for none, continuing for all

Sprinting past continuously

And within what seemed like nothing at all

All of time goes swishing by

Looking back, all seems so close

Yet unreachable, so far away

No matter how much heart and will

Pushed forth to push backward

The iron wall stands towering, concrete

Nothing will be allowed passage

One way road, unchangeable

Wanting naught but to alter what was

To relive, to rebuild, to replay

Times past as present

But the guardians of time,

Keepers of memories,

Shove your insisting body away

Unsympathetic and unfeeling

Bounding forward,

Hurdling through time and space

The future nears so rapidly

And soon all comes to an end

Yet tomorrow always seems so far off

Like what will never happen

But before realizing, it arrives

Once reaching the destination,

However, it is no longer tomorrow

As that would be yet another day away

Countless hours ‘til it shall emerge

Materializing in only our thoughts

Creators of this continuum

Endlessly procrastinate