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Pressure Driven Man

Time is but an increment of measure

and it's restraints seem to be,

tightening and loosening it's tendrals,

contricting us as we make our way.

 

It is important for us to remember,

that it is we who breathe life into Time.

We are the ones who allow it to impede our way,

and pressure our lives to the point of discouragement.

 

So it stands to reason that only we

can starve Time of it's nourishment.

For Time has no will of it's own,

and it merely echoes our measured moments.

 

And when the Time that we have allotted

dissapates and fades, like smoke in the wind,

remember that the value placed upon each second,

is determined by a pressure driven man.

— docmaverick, Jan 18, 2008

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Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

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