Time

The clock, it ticks the time away
And in the breeze the trees still sway
Time passes on as if to say
Find something else, some other way
Yet life continues on as planned
And waves still beat upon the sand
Man, oblivious, wavers time
And lets this precious thing slip by
Why waste something that isnt ours
Cherish every single hour
Why do we let our time go by,
If in the end, we all will die?