All the Time

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If i had all the time in the world, i still wouldn’t complete my responsibilities

i’d become a monk; i’d be a preacher of an earthly life
to value caring for one’s self
to distance from the need of currency
to reject the necessity for labor

i’d drench myself in the pleasures of the world.
If i had all the time in the world,
i’d spend time thinking of the best chores to complete
i’d spend time thinking—as an action

i’d let the world go by because isn’t it all meaningless?
What’s the purpose of the things we cultivate on earth
if all the crops will remain? So i sink deeper into my sermon
of rigidness—detach myself from what is not needed

If i had all the time in the world, i’d float on excuses
i wouldn’t worry about the voices in my subconscious
i’d glide to the end of time. Regret, as patient as could be,
waiting. i’d shame myself, seeing i’m out of time

wishing If only I had more time

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A Friend Named Patience

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Patience is a strange thing
you have to wait.
Cause Patience, is a strange thing

Patience is a strange thing
you remain and,
→ you remain and,
→ you remain and
you wait.

As the world goes by;
possibilities troll away;
chances drift at bay;
what should be, becomes
what would be, turns to
what could be

but you never know.

Patience is a strange thing
as time waits for no man,
men wait for time to bring:
an unknown, claimed to be known
an unknown that only Hope would claim
to know.

As you wait with patience,
it soon takes the city bus
to the sunset…
…until it runs short.

Patience is a strange thing
so coil your body.
Do it!
I know you want to
“something to pass the time”
humans evolved not, to be idle

yet, here you are.

Waiting in this abyss
all the possibilities to miss
ignoring that something’s amiss

Patience is a strange thing
sometimes, I just wanna give in,
go about my way.
Sometimes, I will put an extra second

but then I always see Patience,
a cunning fool just being,
on the train downtown,
on the bus going, and thinning.

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I wrote this piece as a class assignment in my final year in University, in 2019. It is both one of my bests and one of my favorite pieces. Reading it always leaves a smirk on my face.

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Under The Sea

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Some people would rather sink than swim.

To slowly descend
Legs moving patiently
Hands grasping diligently.

There’s no need to fight
You can stop fighting
And give in

I can escape the rush
The brutality of civilization that everyone
Has grown accustomed to,

That I’ve grown accustomed to.

Some people would rather sink than swim

We all speak the same language under water
No one makes sense—so maybe, that’s better?

What you say is not stupidity
His words are not too wise.

I don’t have a,
“where are you from? You got an accent!”

The way I speak doesn’t decide my salary
The way I sound doesn’t decide my ethnicity

Some people would rather sink than swim

If all around is blue
We could all get lost in the skies,
That is very true

We don’t have to fight
Because we are all defeated,
Or we all have won.

It’s okay to swim.
But, I think it’s also very fine,
If you choose to drown

@sircharlesthepoet

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It’s okay to just relax, and not give in to the chase.