Time Calls…
by Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III

In life times burdens pass weights off on shoulders as fragile as glass, yet strong enough to carry the load, pushin pass the temptations to fold; felling the chill of time, winters wind blows cold, unforgiving pressures pull at my strength until I obtain an attitude that won’t quit. Time squeezes out every ounce of patients, like grapes in a winepress, feeling expectations stress: but knowing time has a great reward in store. I press through the unrest to stretch into the age that is timeless, mind less involved with Failures’ comforts, realizing discomfort comes when I begin to believe; believing that the dreams I chase are worth capturing. Factoring in time, like each word is formed into rhyme, I consider my actions. LORD teach me to number my days, I can’t spend times value away. I await the call from Time telling me to coruem daou before the sand behind the glass fades away; so I say “to Hell with all my doubts & the fears that breed them”, My time is spent capturing my dreams, even if you don’t believe in them….