His Final Conduct

Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!! Time is running, seconds passing by Years going with nothing that counts Greys are showing, almost ready to die Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!! Flashes of his past, shadows of his future Contents in his heart, wicked like the vulture He wishes to go back, but back is not an option Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!! The best gift, He is not dead yet To make his pact with GOD, he does first To engrave his name in hearts, he does next Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!! Time is running, seconds passing by The time is calling, he's ready to die In heaven, he sits with a lovely smile Ticking! Tacking!! Tic Tac!!! :: Look to this day... For yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow, only a vision... But TODAY well-lived, makes every yesterday, dreams of happiness and tomorrow, vision of hope. GOD IS WAITING ON YOU