Clockwork

Clockwork



With those swings in steady motion
These pendulums of life in just
As in their constant reverberation
These numerical lives unfold

Working for us night and day
Their moving hands upon their faces
Gears and wheels of brass and copper
To regulate our nature's flow

Ticking
Tocking
Clicking
Clocking

They watch us from afar
Day keepers from the east and west
These clocks are made to tell our times
And we take it all for show

Those minutes will not last forever
Those melting hours in our souls
You must pay attention while they work
Your seconds go on fragile counting

Clicking
Clocking
Ticking
Tocking

Chimes and bells ring out the truths
Announcements made for every hour
If we look upon our lives too blandly
The clocks shall go as life stands still

Clockwork movement old and new
Bonds in motions for the few
We fall behind a constant message
Timing goes as we are vapid



- Domino ~ Scott S.