Time Poem by Babatunde Aremu

Time, was, is, be
Time, a passing moment
Time, a past gone
Time, a future yet seen
Our world is framed
By the moving hand of time
Days, nights, seasons
Are christened with time
Kingdoms, Empires, nations
Are time-bound
Kings, queens, princes, princesses and servants
All have their limited time in space

Every man has got a time
Once our time comes
We become visible to all
If our time expired
We go into oblivion
And become a used to be
Anytime unused is never regained
So, let's not waste our time
Let it be judiciously used
Let what we used our time for
Echo continually in the sands of time
Because time speaks for us hereafter