Balancing Moments Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Balancing Moments Of Life
Time marches on, not caring what happens to any of us, it has
no heart, caring or compassion, it only keeps moving steadily
onward, taking us all with it.
Balancing the moments we have yet to live, not having any feel-
ings or emotions when we stop living, our deaths mean nothing
to it for time has no reasoning.
Only the topic of mathematics and it's steady movement into the
future of our lives gives it the power to engage us in a battle
of seconds, minutes, hours, leaving us with moments only.
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TIME has always been the chief villain in poems of LYRIC POETS. Time has to be one of most nearly concrete of abstract concepts. Where as Shakespeare attacked time in its destruction of nature, beauty, ambition, you give us a distinctly contemporary voice and presence. And the tone is one of superior intelligence, you're not afraid of this abstraction. You won't surrender, you will out-think time.