The Clock On The Wall Read Count : 126

Category : Poems

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Wake up!

It’s time to wake up!!

I mean really wake up!!!

It’s not about the hands on the clock

That tick tick tick tick tock

The clock that never stops

Like a pendulum weighted rod

Reducing peripheral awareness

Routines that seems senseless 

Coffee, breakfast, traffic relentless 

The hands that clock you in 

and clock you out

Never do you stop and doubt 

The beat to which you march about

The mind checked out 

It’s 5 o’clock somewhere 

Drown my mundaneness out

Blindfold and gag my inner shout 

My robotic need to march to the monotonous beat

For what will i have but despair and defeat 

Oh holy one, save me from my inner beast 

My natural instincts would have me feast

On love and lust and defenceless defeat 

No boundaries no walls just vulnerability 

The clock keeps tick tick ticking

The mind keeps click click clicking 

Until finally i did see 

Beyond its purpose to notify me

Of daily chores and deadlines to be 

It was in the hospital, starring at me,

A clock that asked how to be free

For time is not a commodity 

It cannot be sold or bought for a fee

It has to be lived despite pain and poverty 

For in the struggles there is also glee

No matter how sad our sorrows go deep

The time that we have is worth it to keep

Unchain that inner beast 

For love is a necessity 

And lust a natural need

Don’t waist your time on complacency 

Live each second, minute and hour

Every day, week, and seasonal flower 

Growing each year, knowledge is power

Don’t take one moment for granted 

For time is no fairytale enchanted 

A seed that flowers and dies 

Was originally planted 


Comments

  • Mar 17, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Powerful and Beautiful 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Mar 17, 2019

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