Sometimes I wallow, in an air
Somewhere between a state of good intention and pathos – no worries!

I've got time to kill!

Wear my bleeding heart on a discerning sleeve
The mind is there but the spirit's weak – time to worry!

When the time is killing concern
Presumption, an assumption
Redemption – unsolved

Riding on the perseverance of others with armchair ideology

I'm a link in a chain of strength
Destructive inner fatigue corroding our effectiveness

Got to kick myself into gear
Instead of shrinking from activity

I've got time to kill my concern!