Everyone Runs Out of Time

Aug. 30, 2017

There is a 

cruelty

in knowing when death will come

and I have felt the terror

in Luck

where others lucked-out

In 2017, I stood outside and stared into the sky

feeling the winds of change

and the smell of ozone in the air

the clock counted down the seconds

and time 

reminded me

It's easy to let it slip away

waiting for time to go by 

so

a moment can arrive

but then, when you're life is one the line

time becomes a critical factor

and you wish you could slow it down

to have the time

you so easily let go of

I was eighteen years old when I knew the hurricane hit Houstan

and I felt the loss

in my soul

wondering what people were doing

(watching TV? drinking at the bar as they watched the news? sleeping?)

as others must've felt the terror of impact

of water

filling their lungs

crushing their bones

stealing everything time had given them

What words describe a feeling of death?

To mourn a mass graveyard of people I never knew?

To

realize that if it us in that situation

would others just watch and wait

for 

our time to run out?

People die every day

People die and are forgotten

some are remembered

but people are always watching

with a half-thought comment on their tongue

and my heart burns in my chest

wondering how many cried

like I did

when so many died do to things they could not control

Time

always seems to remind me

that there is never enough foresight

to know when the clock has ran out

and that one day I will not be Late

But instead, I will be 

Dead

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Lavi.
"Time
always seems to remind me
that there is never enough foresight
to know when the clock has ran out"
The above lines are true. We cannot control time and we need to do the things we love. When we can. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Lavi]

Thank you for taking the time to read some of my recent works, Coyote! It means a lot :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.