It was not anything

That space should have bothered itself with.

It was a matter of time,

And only time would've known

To take the right course of decisions.

So when the clock struck 12

Space thought that there

were still 5 hours left;

When it struck 1

A drop of sweat slid off its head;

When it struck 2

It changed the plan as per

the needs of the hour;

When it struck 3

It started to move to and fro

Instead of continuing to act;

When it struck 4

It thought that there wasn't enough time;

As soon as it was 5

When space had given up all the hope

Appeared time

With a solution.

All the while when space was thinking of the time

Time was looking for a way

To make it out of the chaos fine

And when space raised its brow in surprise

Time replied,

"Do not forget my friend, there will always be time!"