Awake On Time
When all is said and done and finished
Every clock is punched in time for work
That last job too would be completed if not
And who cares if it is lost to sleep or not
Or if you forgot to set the time on time
There is that final walk that you must take
Around the park to feed the squirrels
To watch the pigeons bob their heads
As they beg for bread still fresh and leavened
There is that corner you must find
That final turn about the road that bends
Unknowable at best and better left unsaid
Where tall buildings grow in numbers
Tower just ahead above the right of day
What is beyond there remains a mystery
Take that last walk into infinity
Past the corner of the mind aware
That sets like every sun set in the west
But this time don't forget to sleep
You are working with reality here
A place where steps are never kind
And you may not awake this time
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2019
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