Time and season
restlessness with a reason
They both wait for no one
uneasiness that can't be done
With the speed of light
they easily get out of sight
A movement that can't relent
they don't condone the indolent
A race against season and time
sluggishness is fast becoming a crime
A little sleep, a little slumber
failure can't be as loud as a crime thunder
They are custodians of success
we learn to chase without a recess
They don't aspire to be kind
Thus, you mustn't be left behind
Time and the tireless ticks
Struggles shouldn't make is sick
A persistent pursuit with purpose
Obviously succour is very close
