Taft Mohair III | 2026 Shifting
Sitting in class, we often think of how slowly the clock moves, Until its hands strike four, and we’re let loose. We’re ensnared in the web of tests, papers, and projects. Even our extracurriculars become objects Of a nightmare we don’t know how to escape, called The shifting entanglements of time. Sometimes, time just feels like a loop, doesn’t it? A loop that brings us back to our past mistakes, Leaving us stranded in the darkness that we create. However, amidst its relentless pace, there is a way to slip From time’s cold, iron grip. Weaving through the labyrinth of time’s relentless grasp, I’ve realized that, often in our past, So much work goes into our commitments, That we forget to commit to ourselves.
So disregard the sluggish tick of the clock on the wall, Put pace and purpose in your steps, and keep yourself in your shoes. For the strongest people don’t peek over the fence, They initiate an offense, they stay on the defense, and they retain their sense Of time. For the strongest souls don’t bow to time’s decree, They carve their path, relentless and free. Embrace the challenge, seize the day, For time, relentless as it may, Has its power sapped from those who say…
“In each moment lies the power to try.” So, forge ahead, steadfast and true.
Time waits for no one, so why should you?
Sloane Wallace Dance | 2025
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