Mark Lee Poet Free verse

Tick Tock/That's the Sound

Tick tock,  tick tock,  tick tock, 
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, 



That's the inevitable sound 
Which abruptdly summons
 You back to the ground
As you seek to find 
Something inside yourself 
Aparently out of reach



It's the midst of a sunny afternoon
Off to work, soon you shall be 
To the same  place of dread 
Because you haft to earn the bread 



But you won't be like the others
And  simply trun to stone
One day, you are going 
To make it on your own



Co-workers are there, 
It seems year after year
Settling like one of them, 
Is what you most fear



Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, 
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, 



That's the inevitable sound
Which summons you 
back to the ground



Peer through a window 
And observe all the life passing by
Wish you were her? 
Or, do you long to be him? 
Because they don't haft to work today
Must be so nice



The dream is to really make it someday
Then look back and say
Laboring nine to five
Barely kept me alive
I didn't turn to stone
Finally, made it on my own



Bosses seem to think they can control you
Yet, they have no clue
It is to myself I will remain true
And eventually find what I seek
Even though the present, 
Appears to be bleek
Out there somewhere
Lies my special place 
In the scheme of life



Utilize your artistic temperment 
And then turn that key
Setting the chains of nine to five free
Somewhere out there, a sanctuary awaits



Until then, 



Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, 
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

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