Perchance to binge on Earthly time

A thought we humans find sublime

Still, we worry, this we must endure

A life that ends, of this we’re sure

Why rush, to get through every day

Those wasted hours, we threw away

Perhaps we need to slow it down

Take time to breathe, instead of drown

In things, that aren’t worth a dime

Turn back those dreaded sands of time

Take heed of this, I must implore

Before Heaven opens its only door

May Writing Prompt:  Time binging – Day 4/31

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