Some say that there is not enough time

That the clock is against us

That time is running out

But, there is and has always been time

 

Before clocks, calendars or schedules

Before late fees, due dates and deadlines

Before rush, hurry and faster, there was time

We have never run out of time

We just don’t know what to make of it

 

Time has not passed

So we are not surviving it

No need to mourn yesterday

There is always another time

 

Instead, we are the hurdles

We are what we must fight against,

the ones that are running out

Abandoning

Dying

Empty

 

We hold hands to form a wall

Embrace to hold back

Our tongues are snares

Stranded

We jump over

Push back

And try not to fall into people