Flying Time Poem by Kaz Kawasaki

It's the cliche phrase
A self fulfilling prophecy
Passed from one generation to another
Time goes faster, as you grow older

10 years ago, I was in elementary school
Eons ago, learning about multiplication
One year ago, I was graduating high school
Seconds ago, learning about the world

Since then, we settle down
Build a career, start a family
Adventure calls, but we ignore it
In the name of whatever we like

Which road I take I don't know
Two years from now, I may be in the deserts of Afghanistan
4 years from now, I may be going to college
10 years from now, I may be a chef

Is life shortened by perspectives handed down to us
Or is it lengthened by the experiences we share
Simply put, Does time fly by
Or do we fly time?