Buahrangers Revetment: Poety and Stories by Vietnam Veteran, Anthony W. Pahl and friends

“Give me time!” I cried the cry
“I’ll give you nothing.” came the reply.

“You’ll take the time or go without.
I don’t care if you rant or shout.
Time’s not mine to give or sell.
It’s finite - not a bottomless well.”

“A renewable resource? I don’t think.
Between yesterday and tomorrow - it’s a link;
a tenuous moment – called today;
a momentous period to laugh and play;
an ethereal space between when and now.
Holding sway over then and how.”

Be here.
Be now.
Be strong and grow.
Be happy.
Be sad.
Be weak and slow.
Feel and touch.
Sense and hold.
‘Cos time is worth much more than gold.

©Anthony W. Pahl
14 May 1999

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