Tick Clock
I grow, I breathe, I exhale, I die
I learn, I teach, I provail when I try
Crawled, walked, fell down then cried
I slept then awoke just to ask God why?
Tick clock tick tock my brother is now born
Next, two sisters later the family is now formed
We love each other dearly the feeling is all warm
But when push comes to shove the family is now torn.
I look upon my watch and I notice how time flies
Not when having fun but when ken folks die
When ken folk cry it's makes a stronger man
Tick clock tick tock I see the grains of sand.
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