In the place where I happen now to be
The average lifespan is around seventy.
If I do happen to live till I reach that age,
If remaining on Earth till then I do manage,
It means that perhaps just ten years remain
For me to depart from this earthly plane.
When I think of this, it comes as a shock,
It is as if Time me does rudely mock,
Saying, “You wasted me; now, I’ll lay you to waste,
For Death’s rushing towards you, in great haste.”
If only a decade or so remains for me
On this earthly plane to continue to be,
It means that soon, it will be Death’s turn,
And to this planet perhaps I‘ll never return.
Have six-sevenths of my life here already sped by?
Oh how swiftly does Time’s sharp arrow fly!
In such a rush have decades past, Oh my!
Much of it wasted—that I just can’t deny.
Many precious moments wrongly spent,
(Some, though, with supposedly good intent).
At a young age itself I went quite astray,
And half a century or so I frittered away.
Of course, those lost decades can’t ever return,
But then in this there’s a lesson for me to learn,
Which I can profit from in the time that may remain,
A lesson from which even now I can gain:
That all moments we get are a great gift from God,
So, to misuse even one, one just cannot afford.
If one uses well each moment that may remain now
One might make up for wasted decades somehow.
Make the best use of each such moment your goal,
For, each moment misspent can exact a heavy toll.
Every breath that may remain use in the manner best,
So that in the end, one may manage to pass life’s test.
Value each moment, handle each breath with care,
And this might one’s wasted years somehow repair,
So that when to depart from here comes the final call,
One might say that one spent one’s life here well overall.
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