The time it takes to laugh at loss
Could’ve been the time you took to help
The time you took to pick up rocks
Shouldn’t be the time you used to pelt

The non-renewable, ever going, never stopping time
Should be used to build memories
And to be to others, kind

If you use your time to do mischief
You should be ashamed
Because to wickedness and bad ways
There is no kind of gain

The time it took to pen these lines
Was very precious to me
But mark my words, don’t waste your time
Or else just watch and see…

By: Brittany Henry
‘Princess Britty’

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