Mind the Time

a poem by Sethy G S

Your age is in your mind.
The way you walk
The way you talk
The way you loose and find.

The time is in the air.
The way you breathe
The way you speed
The way you freeze and flare.

Mind the Time
Live ninety-nine.

Mind the way you eat.
The more you chew
Ailments are few
Its better to san all meat.

Mind can’t be lace, time can’t be shoe
It’s worth the rhyme
Don’t cross the time
Sooner or later it will surpass you.

Mind the Time
Live ninety-nine