Evanescent

The idea formed while reading Mary's new poem, thanks chica

Before I can even think of you

For forever you are gone

On into oblivion you pass

Only so many left until dawn

With each tick

Another one dies

And like all of your kin

For you, nobody cries

Because who cares

About one lousy second

When its gone so quickly

and the future does beckon

But faster then you can fathom

The seconds that you waste

Can become a life time

Wasted in ignorant haste

So no matter how quickly

No matter how evanescent it is

A man should live every second

Like it is the last one that's his