Tempus FugitA Poem by Mike Wolfe Tempus Fugit: Latin for time flees. Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Listen to the clock Hear it click and
clack, you’ll never get it back Watch it slip away,
for no one does time stay Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Listen to the clock Here it is, there it
goes. When it’s gone, no one knows Every second, every
day. No time to play. Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Listen to the clock Going, going, gone. I
am only time’s pawn My time is running low.
It’s become my foe Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Listen to the clock It rang its final
bong, this is my last song The hourglass breaks,
and my heart starts to ache Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Listen to the clock I breathe my final
breath, so this must be death The clock’s hands have
dropped, and my heart’s beat has stopped. Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Listen to the clock. Time waits for no man. © 2014 Mike Wolfe |
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Mike WolfeAboutMy name is Mike Wolfe, Renaissance man. I have been writing since I was eleven, with over thirty ideas for a book. Only one of these has survived beyond fifty pages and will never see the light of day.. more..Writing
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