Any acceleration constitutes progress, Miss Glory. Nature had no understanding of the modern rate of work. From a technical standpoint the whole of childhood is pure nonsense. Simply wasted time. An untenable waste of time.
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No Time For Games
The raising of children, the rearing of young
Used to be simple but look what its become
The choice of career, the proper vocation
Out of your hands, all for the needs of the nation
No inhibitions with the modern child
Wasted lessons or pleasure or pain
Easy to follow your natural instinct
Easy to follow, much too hard to learn
Useless expressions and sporting aggression
Dont waste my time, I cant wait for the end of the session
What opportunity, the modern child?
Waste passion and wasted mind
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids got no time for games
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids got no time for games
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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It Is...
too much time has been
spent for nonsense
but somehow this nonsense
keeps us directed into something light and blissful
it is or could be odd
but it is fair enough
morning takes its meaning
from what others claim as nothing
so much time still must be wasted
it is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I miss my childhood
I miss my childhood,
Miss my mommy’s lap,
The lullabies that my grandpa sung,
The breakfast my granny prepared for me.
I miss my childhood,
Miss the brother-sister fights,
The way the small secrets we kept,
The days we dreamt of becoming someone big.
I miss my childhood,
Miss the friends’, who were never mean,
The teacher so caring,
The playground where we played for hours’.
I miss my childhood,
Miss my dad’s arms which did hold me and wrapped me throughout,
The chocolates he bought so frequently,
The wonder rides he took me to.
I miss my childhood,
Miss the tree where I sat for hours,
The teddy which was my life,
And the way you consoled me dad whenever I cried….
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poem by Jinal Oswal
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Life Is Uncertain/ I Am Already At The Age
“LIFE IS UNCERTAIN/ I AM ALREADY AT THE AGE..
“Life is uncertain
I am already at the age
That it my work ability may end any moment
If I have work to do
I should do it as soon as I can
With all my heart and soul and might”.
I wasted today
And I will have no time tomorrow
And I waste time all the time now
I am old
And I should do better.
But I do not work
And so almost all my work will be left
Half – done uncorrected- worse than it could be.
Is there anything in the world
That can move me to a bit of courage?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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It's About Time
Time Is….
Ethereal and immaterial,
as a wisp of vapour
Untenable, impalpable,
as thoughts in the mind
Indescribable, invisible,
yet worth more than treasure
Ne’er carried with one,
yet ne’er truly left behind
Oft times borrowed to live on
Oft times spent in haste
Oft times forgotten or foregone
Oft times given to waste
Time can be given as a loan to a friend
Can be borrowed just as well
Time Can be given and time can be taken
And Time can be Heaven or Hell
Time moves so slowly
When we’re in a state of anticipation
Yet moves far too fast
When we’re enjoying exhilaration
Time can be measured quite exactly,
As a second, a minute, or a day
Even though exactly, what it truly is,
no one exactly, can truly say
While it can’t be seen, described, or held in your hand
There’s one thing we do know for sure
When you use up your share and it starts running out
That’s the time we’ll always want more
Time touches us all with it’s almighty hand
And it’s effects, are so impossible to resist
So strange to be so immaterial, and yet so very grand
Time absolutely, and most truly…simply does not exist!
poem by David Whalen
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The Day Is Wasted
THE DAY IS WASTED
The day is wasted
I did nothing in it-
Does it really matter?
There have been thousands of days in my life
Almost all of them I cannot recall
Many perhaps most were wasted
So one more is wasted-
What can they to me for it?
What is the punishment for it?
The day is wasted
Some day soon there will be no more days to waste
I will not regret this then-
But now
When I still have my work to do and my name to make
Oy va voy a day is wasted
I'd better do something now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Work I Hate
Could it be so? Is my end this near?
Is that the carriage of Death I hear?
No, it can't be. I've wasted no time.
I did not play or have a good time
I worked and I toiled, day in and day out
I gave not a whimper, I did not pout
So why does Death draw ever faster?
What treachery's this? I must speak to his Master
Maybe that's it; that must be the answer
The toil I've done is simply cancer
All the work that I've done in this lifetime
Has create a tumor, filled with lost time
Planted in the plains of cowardice
Sewn into the soil of avarice
Watered by my lonely tears
Grown under a Sun of broken cheer
The work that I've done was meaningless
For it did not yield for me happiness
I wasted my life working for pain
I did work that I hated and saw no gain
poem by Scott Marek
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Time
The time is near.
Now get in gear.
Prepare yourself it's almost here.
No time to waste.
Before it is too late.
I need to tell you of this fate.
So we'll have joy and not be reprobate.
I want you now to be my mate.
The time has come for us to date.
So help me now to clean this slate.
From all the blinding pain and hate.
What we'll have is true first rate.
Love so pure I know for sure.
That all our suffering will be cured.
The time is now.
On my knee I bow.
With humble pride.
I ask thee now to be my bride.
From this life we should not hide.
Eternities waiting.
It does not lie.
poem by Michael McParland
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We Have A Technical
We have a random on the westside
Personality malfunction
He says I cant give you anything at all
Just a room with a bad view of you
He sent a letter to a downstat
Saying sorry that I missed you
But I cant think of anything to do
Hes addicted to the time track
We have a technical
We have a technical
Hes in a hotel where they all go
Saying boy, Ive lost my memory
Its so surprising
Just how quickly things can end
Like a hero on a platform of friends
This table is so crowded
With people that I dont know
And I never really turn
My thoughts on you
So the image breaks down again
We have a technical
We have a technical
I suppose its very shady
At least until the lights go out
Advertising posters on the wall
And the young boys singing softly
Do they ever come back
Or is it always at the wrong time
I could crawl around the floor
Just like Im real
And move a hand in front of my eyes
We have a technical
We have a technical
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Growth
I watched the glory of her childhood change,
Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew,
(Loved long ago in lily-time),
Become a maid, mysterious and strange,
With fair, pure eyes - dear eyes, but not the eyes I knew
Of old, in the olden time!
Till on my doubting soul the ancient good
Of her dear childhood in the new disguise
Dawned, and I hastened to adore
The glory of her waking maidenhead,
And found the old tenderness within her deepening eyes,
But kinder than before.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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At the present rate of progress, it is almost impossible to imagine any technical feat that cannot be achieved - if it can be achieved at all - within the next few hundred years.
quote by Arthur C. Clarke (1983)
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We had built up a team in Edmonton that really knew who each other was from a personal standpoint and from a professional standpoint. Our nucleus had stayed together for a long time.
quote by Mark Messier
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Hominid and human evolution took place over millions and not billions of years, but with the emergence of language there was a further acceleration of time and the rate of change.
quote by William Irwin Thompson
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Time again,
Time again,
Time again let it Flow,
The Euphony is the Music and echoes of Kingdom Composure,
I Play the Drum,
Saying it Opened and a New history Emerged,
From incipient to resilient,
Time again in Purity,
It was a New Understanding,
Blessed is the man with Good Work's,
Hold on the Blessing's,
New is Bird and Life is a New World with Beauty,
Time again,
We take the Progress and Beauty with no Felonies,
Some have spirits of ruins,
But Ceation's Hold the Better than the Worst,
We take Progress in our Hands,
Saying that the Lord is Prosperity with Limited Blessing's,
We Find the beauty with no Racism or Crime and Murders,
What you Believe in,
Make it Better for the rest of Humanity
poem by Abdul Karim
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Time again, , ,
Time again,
Time again let it Flow,
The Euphony is the Music and echoes of Kingdom Composure,
I Play the Drum,
Saying it Opened and a New history Emerged,
From incipient to resilient,
Time again in Purity,
It was a New Understanding,
Blessed is the man with Good Work's,
Hold on the Blessing's,
New is Bird and Life is a New World with Beauty,
Time again,
We take the Progress and Beauty with no Felonies,
Some have spirits of ruins,
But Ceation's Hold the Better than the Worst,
We take Progress in our Hands,
Saying that the Lord is Prosperity with Limited Blessing's,
We Find the beauty with no Racism or Crime and Murders,
What you Believe in,
Make it Better for the rest of Humanity
poem by Abdul Karim
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Sweet Waste Of Time
Time is wasted sweetly in your presence
Time is wasted sweetly with indifference
Time is wasted sweetly in your time
For you are my 'sweet waste of time'
No favour past that cannot last
No smile too sweet to beguile
I know your style
Is old trod and tiring
The sentences worn like a pair of oversized teeth
Your smile less Hilary Clinton
More Esther Rantzen
There's something sweet in absence
Wasting time
Useless time is always the most precious
There is no pause
No waiting in a queue for someone to arrive
You are here but quaintly 'absent' I surmise
Your BIG TEETH a giveaway diguise
I imagine you smile at funerals
Or when you're in discomfort
Or dispair
I am tempted to stop the nothingness of wasting
And ask 'Is anybody there? '
The minute cliicks
And swallows up much more than a dime
Your indolence is costly
Your a lazy wasteful WASTE FULL of time.
Yvette m smith
poem by Yvette Smith
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Sonnet: Prudent Use of Time
People save time by traveling so fast;
Important is time in these modern days;
Never do they learn from mistakes of past;
Nor do they change their old unhealthy ways.
The time that’s saved is precious, so be it!
But people waste it in some wretched ways;
They do not change an improper habit,
Leading a lazy life in any case.
Stress and most diseases originate,
When work is done in a manner of haste;
Luxurious lifestyles too bring on a spate
The precious time that’s saved goes to sheer waste.
‘Time and tide wait for none’, ’tis truly said;
Time improperly spent lands one in bed.
poem by John Celes
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All The Time
Words and Lyrics
by Barry Manilow and Marty Panzer
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All The Time I thought there's only me
crazy in a way that no one else could be,
I would have given everything I own,
If someone would have said you're not alone.
All The Time,
all the wasted time,
All the years waiting for a s ign,
To think I had it all
All The Time
All The Time I thought that I was wrong,
wanting to be
but needing to belong,
If I had just believed in all I had,
If someone would have said you're not so bad.
All The Time,
all the wasted time,
All the years waiting for a sign,
To think I had it all
All The Time
All The Time I Thought there's only me
crazy in a way that no one else could be
I can't believe that you were somewhere too,
thinking All The Time there's only you.
All The Time,
all the waste d time,
All the years waiting for a sign,
To think I had it all
All The Time
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Ode to the Modern Work-Man
O, wretched modern work-man
The years, they pass you by
Everything you believe
Is nothing but a lie.
O, wretched modern work-man
From your neckties to your socks
You’re nothing but a slave
To pictures in a box.
O, wretched modern work-man
You live for the Public Eye
Your life is but a parody
Whose foundation is a lie.
O, wretched modern work-man
You strive, and save, and yearn
To keep up with the Kamaus
Spending more than you earn.
O, wretched modern work-man
You’re nothing but a slave
Your dreams are dead and buried
Lying in a shallow grave.
O, wretched modern work-man
You strangled your own dreams
You smothered your own happiness
Your hand stifled its screams.
O, wretched modern work-man
For the camera so aesthetic
Beneath the plastic smile
You’re pitiful and pathetic.
O, wretched modern work-man
You work yourself half to death
Chasing pounds and shillings
To swell another’s wealth.
O, wretched modern work-man
You lived your whole life as a show
Yet the only Watcher who mattered
Didn’t like what He saw.
O, wretched modern work-man
When you finally died
Your surname, and hospital bill
Were all you left behind…
Time I Witnessed Others Wasted
Never had I wished,
For time I witnessed others wasted...
To say one day that I would miss.
I remember being serious,
To do better than my best.
And I remember letting no one,
Getting me upset enough...
To dropp my focus to perform their tests.
Never had I wished,
For time I witnessed others wasted...
To say one day that I would miss.
And today as I look back to reminisce,
My experiences...
I am so glad I prayed,
With a keeping of my faith that stays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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