Fuga and a Fudge of Contrapunto

The flight of time always leave those behind with a sense of want; 

a gaping hole between how things are and how they should be. 

Particularly so when one is sucked into a vortex of revision and coursework,

a sense of endless race with the different interests at stake competing. 

Thankfully, it's not endless for the end of this set time is in sight; but alas, distantly near.
'Please be my strength.'