The Colour of Time
In this world, everyone looks at it
for it controls all of our life
from day of birth till one's last breath
it can't be cut not even by a knife
This comes in many a colour
being yellowy fear in one's work
for bad timekeepers soon found out
so out the door, they go no doubt
Then comes the bluesy doom effect
cold in mood watch time in the night
next day so tired having no sleep
baggy eyes such a sorry sight
During holiday time among the oranges
lying in the sand looking up so bright
one big orange so fully warm shines
down minutes forgotten skin non-white
Look up at that post office clock
always correct so bright and red
somebody knows their job so exact
the colour of time it's alive, not dead
Copyright © Gordon Mcconnell | Year Posted 2018
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