Let us give you back your precious assest time

One day my brother said after a couple of drinks;
'Hey! My little rascal do you know the time is the most precious thing in this shameful world? ' and he poured another drink.
I agreed as I know the time heals the old wounds
And also time runs so fast and who is going to stop it?
Time gives you everything but when it calls you to a certain hidden place,
You cannot say 'no' and you must prepare to go
And time never repents of our cruel departures.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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