Time drags and drips
And we stay day-to
Day
A few minutes out,
over
Time slides and slips
And we turn to stand-
By
A few minutes out,
over
Time claws and cuts
And we fall by, fall
Aside
A few minutes out,
over.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
darn this is so true. you know and there is sometime you feel time runs while you are pacing frustated with life.