I Have No More Time Really

I find I have no more Time really To let Anger in and do some chatting Or with Grudge have some repartee - I think we had our permanent parting. Nasty Ridicule has never been here We were not such good friends, you see And whenever Sarcasm comes to appear He gets no cordial attention from me. Conflict never made first base, I find He has no appointments and cannot come My heart's room can house only thoughts Kind Forgiveness holds the key to welcome some. I find I have no more days really So I schedule each day as my probable last Today Death can come uninvited to me So my clean heart for me is a must.