Sonnet: On Time-Management
Even a hundred years will not suffice
For man on earth to do things tangible!
For priceless time cannot be bought for a price,
And the Tempter finds man most gullible.
One-third of life-span goes away in sleep!
One-half of day, in learning, working goes;
Rest of the time for personal jobs, men keep;
For other things, man is upon his toes!
Time's the restraint for man's achievements then;
Time is not to be wasted anytime;
Value of time when realized by men,
Helps man to soar the skies in any clime!
The man who finds the time for everything
Is upon earth, a leader, ruler, king!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-12
poem by John Celes
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