IN THAT FINAL SECOND
 

In that final second,
we'll all have to face,
life being taken by death,
the end of our race.

In that final second,
one fact hits you square,
did you utilize your time,
to show people that you care?

In that final second,
and as the future clears,
as the past becomes a blur,
did you step beyond your fears?

Did you venture beyond pain,
and made the effort to give,
did you conquer your fear,
so that you could really live?

In that final second,
one fact will glare,
the matter of time,
were you aware?

As you read this now,
while there is time,
decide to take control,
taste the wine.

Don't let life be lost,
because you are scared,
get up and step beyond,
show someone you cared.

Don't be lost, in someones control,
cross the line, learn to take hold,
discover the real you,
go forth and be bold.

If there is something you want to do,
go forth and LIVE,
if there is someone you want to see,
go forth and GIVE.

In that final second,
when time has trickled away,
don't let the opportunity,
that you have today,
be what will haunt you.

In that final second,
be at one with the you,
continue your journey in peace,
know you lived life through.

Don't live by opinions of another,
don't be a slave of fear,
don't put YOU aside,
don't wait until next year.

Know that you matter,
use your time each day,
to give something to someone,
don't allow time to waste away.

Do and BE as you believe,
don't wallow in mistrust,
don't attempt to self deceive,
make honesty with YOU a MUST,
you'll find those who won't believe,
you'll find those who don't trust,
from the love that you receive,
you'll know that life is just,
you'll know that time can't be retrieved,
and using it well, is a MUST !

Of all you have ever been,
don't wait until the end to find,
time and life were always yours,
and you were hiding behind,
all the fear,
all the pain,
all the blame,
all the excuses,
all the others,
and all the love,
that you THOUGHT,
would make YOU worthwhile.

For, we are alone when we begin,
from first tick until last,
and you'll be alone at the end,
as the final second ticks pst.
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
June 24, 2001