Pay Your Dues Poem by Paula TH

Time is flying past and we don't have long.
There is only one life to live, are we where we belong?
Have you set a list of the things that you set out to do?
Are you working on them or are you ignoring you?
It's not just the hat and the scarf that make you who you are.
If you would try harder, much harder, you could be a star.
Writing a love song, thrash, metal or the blues.
You have to work hard all the time and it could take years...you have to pay your dues.
Some of us with this capability became stuck somewhere somehow.
We don't belong in some stuffy office filled with degenerates, we belong in this world right here now.
The days pass by and if you are still young, you can say you might have a little extra time to get things done.
If you are getting older you better try to get things done as fast as you can. You don't want to end up no where man.