James 4:14 New English Translation (NET Bible)

14 You do not know about tomorrow. What is your life like? 

For you are a puff of smoke that appears for a short time and then vanishes.

 

 

 

Wasted time

 

Haven’t written much lately just here and there a thought

Busyness has taken all my time to satisfy its own hunger

An unending appetite displayed with me in its middle caught

Proving through rhyme or reason it can’t be controlled any longer

 

It isolates my memory banks to bypass the more important

Indwelling the mind constantly to hide the call of “focus”

Like shooting with blanks at you to make your life impotent

In the scheme of productivity, it all appears like hocus-pocus

 

Hours wasted and now are gone as days quickly disappear

A halve-spent weekend out of time leaves smiles in a crooked way

All to self with patience done and now feels that the now and here

Does not feel "Heaven sent" for a moment as gullibility has to pay

 

Jan Wienen