Time - Dr. Syntax

Time is on my hands

I’ve got plans that reach beyond

What’s already been and gone

So I’m trying to see beyond

All my present setbacks

While I’m still keen and young

Put my soul into every project I’m featured on

I could write a list and it’d be a metre long

Stating all the opportunities that I believe will come

Where’s the sound advice when people speak in tongues?

Many think they tell it right when they should be keeping Mum

Silence!

I prefer to carve my own path

Learn the hard way: drop the odd faux pas

Don’t laugh!

Doing what you want is so hard

And you won’t be mustering a hot response with no graft:

Most can’t, find a way to show class

Stuck in stormy waters without a Coast Guard

Have a crack at life: catch it while it goes past

Get your plan revised, if you slack, you won’t pass

Time won’t stop x3

Even if I ask nicely

I’ll have the time of my life in my life and times

No time to revise how to write guidelines

I’ve picked a fine time to make the limelight right

Fully mine, live, in my prime, riding the high

Until we make what we’re pie in the sky

Pipe dreams seem likely: I’m biding my time

On fire like pyrotechnics, defying a sceptic

Proving that I’m time effective

I’ll grip tight when there’s time on my hands

And try and think wise when devising a scam

Trying to fathom how my dice are likely to land

And when it comes time to expand and push boundaries

When I put out releases

It sounds crazy;

many could vouch for me

So look out for me, 'cos I look bound to be

A figure of the times who just found his niche

I would rather snatch a far-fetched fantasy, as it flew free

Than sit back in apathy and have it elude me

But do see, how I’m only grabbing it loosely

And duly, sending it back when it suits me

In pursuit of elusive dreams

Use of reason is superseded by human greed

We’re a youthful breed, with consumer needs

That spends out long before it’s accrued the means

Stop acting like a clueless teen

Always living for the minute is a fruitless feat

Take time out for soothing sleep

Set your mood at ease

Or descend into lunacy

Yes a boost is a boost but

Too much speed leaves your goose in a stew

Till you lose the heat

Make time for tomfoolery

But make sure life’s crucial pieces are fused congruently