Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

Tick, tick

we walk willing

while tick, the time of reckoning.

Imagine that we are suddenly accountable

for every day in our lives,

our childhood probably excluded,

left aside for child-like innocence,

but when do they begin to count,

how many do we realize time,

has always factored in.

If you look at the numbers,

my life has had a lot of opportunity

within those constraints of time.

The reality of taking life,

a day at a time,

adds up.

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