Time is Fleeting
Although strife lurks as far as one can see
Is it best for us to abound with fear and hide?
Or look upon the world with glee
And flow gracefully amongst the tide
Throughout the struggles we endure day to day
One may eventually learn to cope
And then maybe they can find a way
To see the surrounding world in a wider scope
So rather than flee the earth through one’s own power
We must try to cherish every moment
As time is continuously fleeting by the hour
Each and every single component
We are faced with a decision as the day is nigh
Will we live before we die?