Time Poem by Adam M Snow

Tick, tick, tock!
Tick, tick, tock!

Gone are the days,
we hold for granted.
Ticking away,
our life in canted.

We live not knowing
when the last sand falls,
So we keep on going,
till we hear our clock calls.

It ticks it's tock,
it takes our breath away.
How cruel this clock,
as it ticks life away?

Gone in an instant
as the pendulum swings,
a day so distant,
that all life brings.

The clock counts down,
in the end we'll be,
another face in a town
- a memory.

Tick, tock!
Tick, tock!