Thursday 23 February 2017

Servants of Time

Tick tock
She is born
He toddles his way across the floor
Tick tock
They bought her books!
He can now read sentences and make friends
Tick tock
They are young
The future is long. The world is big.
Tick tock
The school left behind
And they have grown to young adults
Tick tock
And slugging off to work
Their dreams just lie a-waiting.
Tick tock
And now they're parents
Watching, judging, critiquing
Tick tock
Another generation flung
Into a cycle till death do us part
Tick smash
I break the clock
I quit and let the world swim by
Crrrr chink
No I don't need it now
YOU DON'T OWN ME! You don't...
Chink tick
It's back again
And we're stuck in another routine.

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