Time Flies If You Are Blind Poem by Tyrone Gayle

What is the difference between having and living dreams?
The intelligence to not equip your clock with wings,
For you wouldn't want regrets to gush like perennial streams,
Within your cranium when you realize you're just a sayer of things.

I beseech you, learn to run miles away from the infamous five syllables,
Don't welcome future harm to yourself like teenagers who despise vegetables,
Next thing you know, to meet deadlines in one day, you'll drink five red bulls,
But too bad, time flies faster and you are not Dash from The Incredibles.

So if you want to reap spice in your field you must sow time,
If it doesn't kill you, you can never work too hard or hate trying, It can reward you a golden ticket to soar beyond cloud nine,
Do the math and forgive the impending English, I ain't lying.