Wake Up!

Tick says the clock, tick, what you have to do, do quickly. So goes the nursery rhyme, we were made to memorize when we were kids; but the adult life and its little lies, has watered down this simple truth and has made us deaf to time ticking away.
A year has 365 days; the 365 days starts with the first quarter of 3 months. Those 3 months, starts with the first month; which comprise of 31 days, segmented into four weeks. These four weeks, have 7 days; and each day has 24 hours; and each hour has 60 minutes; and each minute has 60 seconds. This is how man has measured his day and he called it time.
A second toyed with, doesn't really matter until it slips into wasted minute, all of a sudden, its one hour, it rolls into two hours and before you know it, it's a day of mediocrity, and mediocrity doesn't announce its entry, it is repeated. Badda Bing! Its one year, and you must also know that the cord of habits are tiny when its young but grows over time to become almost unbreakable. One year unaccounted for doesnt really matter when we hang around those that tolerate our mediocrity. We quickly plan for another year, thinking we can wish it away. But alas habits are habits; they are no respecter of time or persons.
Thirty years down the line, we all of a sudden woke up to the painful reality, that thirty years have been used to pursue what we dont want. Thirty years have been used to position our ladder on the wrong wall, to gather wrong friends, acquire wrong assets, go to wrong places, and to live a false life. We try to change, but the cords of bad habits are too strong to break. We look for new friends, but they are hard to find these days. We need to change, we have change, but how easy is it to teach an old dog a new trick?
The question is how was thirty years mismanaged, how did it start? I'll tell you, it started with split second of considering the wrong thought, of watching that program on Tv, of hanging out with the wrong person, reading the wrong magazine, or even eating the wrong food. It started with a second toyed with, a minute wasted and a life has gone down the drain. It started with a little wasted second. Benjamin Franklin observed, "you may delay, but time will not."
Its strange how things get to us; those little things we think dont matter really do. They are the things that matter most. Habits are easy to form but hard to break; the easiest way to break a bad habit is not to start it at all. Dont even think about it. My cry to you is that you should wake up.
If you don't wake up, you are sleeping your future away; if you don't wake up, the cords of bad habit will wrap itself strong around you. The weeds may be small today, but they are sure to grow and become a forest he not checked. It is better to an alone, than hang around with the wrong group; i'd rather switch off the Tv, than be influenced by the program; i'd rather read something productive, than read that ugly material; i'll rather stay honest, and work hard, than hang out at night to try to swindle people on the internet, i will wake up early, and work till late at night, to see my vision realized than to tolerate mediocrity,
Don't let second, slip away unaccounted for; dont spend your moment in that wrong group. Dont procrastinate; its the thief of time. And remember, "tick says the clock, tick, tick, what you have to do, do quick."