Time runs fast when you are walking the streets
But it only ambles on when you are running out in the heat
Time drives by when you are driving for leisure
But when you are in a chase, it races with measure
Feels like a time warp when you are sleeping
But time seems to clot when it’s a book that you are reading
Time flows freely when you are working alone in your cubicle
But when you are talking to your boss, it flows only in a trickle
Time floats past over swigs of intoxicating potions
But, if one is shot at, bullets seem to move in slow-motion
It’s known that life seems longer when the adrenalin flows
Though you can’t stop time, you know you can make it run slow
But then, what’s the use of taming the time-monster
When it’s more endearing with a mind of its own?
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