Crunch Time Poem by John Sensele

We often face crossroads in our lives where we can't fold
Our arms or cry foul in despair wondering whether to hold
One subtle view or another brutal view ignoring time waits for no one
Who dithers, prevaricates or meditates pros and cons on someone
In the past hardly worth considering or pondering in view of the urgency
And time exigencies thrust on us to despatch matters with neither leniency
Harshness nor recklessness because time we fritter away is time
Blown away whether we attempt to retrieve lost time or we opt for a climb
On revered peaks of Mount Everest or scale crags of Kilimanjaro
To breathe fresh air and soothe aches on those dizzy heights which roll
Clouds for kilometers on end in azure skies to dream
We're flying in an interstellar aeroplane which emits a scream
So pungent and ancient we're shaken awake in rarefied ether to count blessings
Showered on us from unknown and worn out crossroads where a bird with no worries sings.