Wasting Of Time Poem by Jerusha Melanie

There's a time,
To work and sleep,
To play and run,
And to laugh and weep.

The cloak tick,
The time run,
Hours escape,
And a day is done.

Some chase, some aspire,
To become a star.
Some achieve, while some leave,
And say, 'My luck was far.'

Was the time
Really bad,
Which stopped you from reaching
The aim you had?

I wasn't time,
In which you blame,
But your ignorance,
Which hindered your fame.

Oh! your ignorance,
Hindered your fame.