We all are born with a bank of time

To spend as we wish through rain and shine

as we wend our way through daily slug

For some poor souls they lose the plug.

 

And time for them drains quickly away

28 seems to be the day

That time ran out for those who lost

The race against time,they just went bust

 

Time is equal to us all

Black or white , short or tall

Some have time they can waste

Some have time they spend in haste

 

Oddly time is slow when very young

And fast when old and clinging on

Time is spent and time is saved

Yet it’s more time we actually crave

 

Time ticks along in its own sweet way

Year by year and day by day

It creeps upon us with crafty stealth

It’s Father Time who measures our health

 

Then suddenly our time is up

It’s time we went, it’s time given up

It’s time the curtain finally fell

It’s time gentlemen please,

Oh hell!!! 

 

28/06/2021.   08.10- 15.30