Timesongs
time is a shadow
that follows us around
some choose to ignore it
others they bow down
the clock like a beacon
an image of sorts
wakes us up
and gets all kinds of retorts
ticking and tocking, clanging away
keeping the world's rhythym
till the end of the day
then continuing on
many years have gone
ticking and chimeing
sounding a Bong!
time moves on
the world changes
time is consistent
flowing like a river
our companion.
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