Young Writers Society

America is said to be a free country. The people are said to be able to do what they want with no restrictions. Yet the people of America are all slaves. Slaves of whom? 

A more appropriate question would be: Slaves of what?

Time. A universal unit of measurement. A never-ending strand of domination. Since the beginning, whether religiously or scientifically, the human race have measured everything in time. The time it took for God to create the Earth. The time it took for the human species to evolve from apes.

The human race has been using Time as a matter of understanding how the Earth works. In reality, Time has been taunting us with glimpses of the future and thoughts for hope and faith in the world. It has sent us on a path unknown to any human or god.

A lost reality.

The human people rush. They hold contests on how fast someone can eat something. They drive miles over the speed limit. They try to get to work, or school rather, on time. The bus comes at a specific time. Every scoreboard has a timer.

Rush. Fast. Limit. Time. Timer.

Five different scenarios. They all have some type of connection to time and they all are keen examples of how everyone is slaves of Time. How they use Time without actually thinking about it.

It seems to come natural to the human being. To not care. To take our time. To rush. To live in the moment. To want it to pass by quickly.

Modern day slavery. The kind that takes us by the mind, not by the body. The kind that becomes so unknown that it scares people how they are subjected to its unearthly powers.

Yet the human race can do nothing to free themselves. They can do nothing to break free from the chains that have held them and their ancestors down for many generations.

For now and forever, the human race will always be slaves.

Slaves of Time.