As time flies

I want my life to mean something:
a desire of my goals to achieve
a right decision to improve better
The passage of life can be brief.

As time flies
I will work until my weakness turns into strength
My memory must bear me witness,
the passage of my life shall not be in vain.

Time is memory
I detect its passage by perceiving change:
as the spring that blooms with new life
so does the autumn leaves turns brown and fall.

As time continues to fly
Never will I compare myself to anyone
I are not above anyone
No one is above me.

As time flies, nothing remains the same
Even the world around me changes
When I get to where the comparison is dead
I will also remember, life is a journey.

Prisca Onyinye Nwokorie is a  Roman Catholic Nun. She belongs to the religious order of β€œOblates of St. Benedict Joseph Labre” in Italy. She is a graduate of the University of Bari where she obtained her Bachelor’s and Masters’ degrees in β€œInformation and Communication Technologies for the Production of Software” and β€œComputer Science” respectively. Currently, she is carrying out research work on β€œE-learning for Developing Countries”.

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