Treasure Island

Godfrey Morris

(August 1,1982 / Kingston, Jamaica)

Time


Nothing escapes him.
Nothing absolutely!
Every tick on the clock
each howling wind
of glimmering light sings
to his tune.

He never slows
He never stops
He's always marching
He never stops.

He flees, he cycles
but always back.
He's always coming
He never stops.

And sometime pleasant
and sometimes not
He is always coming.

My clock never stops.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, June 11, 2014

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