NO TIME

I've been dealing with a lot of poems nowadays (thank you lit 14!) that I suddenly remembered this poem I've read on my mom's office table in Davao. This poem just pierces right through my heart, and I admit the fact that I was guilt-ridden after I've read this.

Now, I'm going to share this with you, people, for this poem reflects a part of what I'm experiencing in college. Seryoso na 'to.

NO TIME

I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.

So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My duty toward god was now done
My soul could rest at ease.

All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of God to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.

No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last it was the time to die.

I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.

God looked into his book and said:
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"

Read that. Feel that. Understand that.

For today, I begin a new life.