Time...

Here's a time poem for you.  Or, for time I should say.

Time
Time, time, or curse you time.
Give me more time to think of rime.
When I need you most, you're never there.
Your so unkind, and rarely fare.
You mystical time,
The spell you cast,
The hour hand is moving fast.
How can it be,
That those that I care for,
Are to busy for me,
Just fighting a war?
And how can it be,
That those that I hate,
Are waiting to pounce on me,
As if I'm their best mate?
Give me time, time from above,
To spend more time with those that I love.
And for those monsters, I'd ask you'd bless,
All with the time of less and less.