Life Passes By Poem by S.W. Clark

Working so hard
you'd rather die
for a little more money,
though life passes by.

People reaching out
you hear them cry,
'Maybe tomarrow'
so life passes by.

It seems we forget though
the things we should know,
then we reap what we sow
a harvest of woe.

Saying 'Who cares? '
and believing the lie,
hoping for change
as life passes by.

Yesterday's gone
you ask yourself 'Why
not do it today
before life passes by.'

Ignore these words
but how hard you try
there will still come a day
that your life passes by.