Our Biggest Problem Poem by David Harris

Our Biggest Problem



Do you ever feel time
is messing around in your head?
You wake up early thinking tomorrow is today
and go one believing this,
until something startles you
and you realise what time It really is.


After a week is over
and the weekend begins
you still find yourself getting up early
without the alarm clock chimes.
Even when you go on holiday
the process repeats itself.


Time has a way of
messing with our body clock.
Creeping up and giving us a nudge
in a direction not wanted.
Our biggest problem is
we rely too much on time.



31 January 2016

Thursday, February 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: miscellaneous
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Phats Li 13 February 2016

My friend David, it's been almost 10yrs, I found my page again. Hope you are well! Take care!

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