Chronos
Time pieces used to have hands and smiling faces
precision wheel works springs and faithful charm
They honoured pace velocity and bouncing stride
never faltered as long as one took a moment to rewind
When the midnight hour comes today maybe it’s too late
to see the whole-some picture a whole twelve hours
of day and night and to cherish the ticking clock of two
full circles a string of moments life and final judgement
‘Live in the moment’ they say but the past is the future
the present only conveys meaning when written complete
This script does not wish to embrace nostalgia for its
own sake does not seek doom and tomb of modern rush
yet when all things are said and ultimate impermanence strikes
a gong a melody served a reminder of finite mindfulness
Today flow is computerized extinction’s gloom it passes unnoticed
when numbers on the scale of time revere the God of tempo
as grimace and façade of crunching microchips and silicon
and macro megalomaniac blindness beckon in destruction
As a blip on the map of evolution we humans tend to forget
that we are mere keepers of the planet that doomsday is a real
possibility not despite but because of our allegiances with speed
the masters of money greed delusion and questionable innovation
An old-fashioned timer would at least demonstrate at face value
right at the top and undeniably apparent that there is a pivot
a critical mass a point of no return once we forget what time is all about
I bear no watch myself but on this day I shall draw a happy face on my wrist
will rest reflect and tag my mind with beauty two minutes before midnight
06th February and the clock is ticking
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2018
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