Cradled not so safely in her womb,
A treasure to behold
Misconception of the core,
A tick,
A tock,
So has begun the clock.
Purpose of the fragile useless implement,
Paperwork simplified.
Eldest inhalation comes demise
A tick,
A tock,
Sentenced, join the flock.
Originate alibi, transmit to belief in stone,
Mere card game to pass decades
Intellect conceived, life in motion,
A tick,
A tock,
Choose to shock, or not.
Somewhere, somehow, seepage detected,
Mostly still disturbed neophytes
So embarks premature decampment,
A tick,
A tock,
Someone get the Doc!
Not a tragedy as perceived
Attempt at parole,
Amazing how the truth is feared
A tick,
A tock,
Reincarnation, the clock ceases to stop.
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