Invisible Clock
Tick, tock, as the minutes roll by
Shadows dance on the walls
As time goes by
I stand still as the world moves on
The planetary motions of life still go on
As I remain planted in this one spot
I begin to take root like a plant in a plot
But still it doesn’t stop, the earth continues to move
I’m running a race but I can’t even move
The race is not to the swift I once was told
But finish the race I must, that truth I hold
Seasons recycle and moons change faces
Once green over here is now green in other places
The birds begin their trek over uncharted lands
Kids in the street dance to songs from marching bands
With age comes wisdom one is taught to believe
You learn from mistakes of before as you continue to be
You continue to grow and blossom into something new
All in search of that inevitable truth
Will time pass me by while stuck in this rut
Will He take account for the time I was stuck
Things to accomplish but no time in the day
Excuse we all use but what can you say
Flesh becomes tired, weak, and weary
Things left undone ‘til morrow grow dreary
Before seeing a new day the dread is upon us
But let us seize the reigns so it does not win amongst us
This invisible clock, this standard of time
Allows us not to put in line
So we hustle and bustle like ants on a farm
Drones we are caught in life’s yarn
Or maybe we’re puppets just playing a show
With strings attached so on with the show
Until that final curtain call
Where time has come running down the hall
To pronounce the end tick, tock,
The race is over against the invisible clock.
Copyright © Stevenson Benoit | Year Posted 2007
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