The Hydra

Procrastination is

The hydra that dances behind

Burning all of your time

Relishing in its blazes

A wicked grin on all of its faces

A beast with hidden details

With skin as hard as seashells

Great nostrils,

From which, it expels

Smoke that clouds your sight

So you mistake left for right

And you go down the path

With far fewer treasures

If we are to endure life’s wrath

Choose wisely, your burdens and pleasures

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