Time

It judges not the outside,

Nor does it judge levels.

It worries less on money or status,

Or age.

It is time.

We think we can hoard it,

Wait for that perfect moment.

But it is merciless.

It shows no pity,

And you can lose it before you know it.

We may think we can cheat it,

But it will always win.

We cannot be reckless with it,

Fore it knows it is its own master.

So we must embrace it

Before it goes with the wind.