One minute warning

One minute warning
~
Time is finite
And my patience worn
By the travels of faith
And the world it walked
Answers still sought
Remain a burden
Words fall on deaf ears
Or become ignored
Such is the plight
Of the promises heard
Those deceiving tongues
Who lied to suit
Whatever game they played
Offers little comfort
A tired mind is erratic
Unsuited to waiting
Or understanding of others
For time has become precious
And costly to waste
Time is finite
And my patience worn

poem by Matthew Holloway
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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