WHEN
When... One word. It plagues. It haunts. It knaws. So much power To make you feel inadequate To make you feel behind Like a damned white rabbit Frantically searching for the "next important date." I'm late...I'm late... The next birthday passes Still no pitter patter. "You aren't getting any younger." "You don't have forever." "You guys need to think about..." And then always the dreaded-- WHEN. Time is such a funny thing. We cannot control it. We cannot harness it. And we only get so much of it. So WHY do we want to depress And oppress others With our opinions on spending it. Why...