James Tipp

Rookie - 408 Points (20-06-1945 / East London)

The Clock - Poem by James Tipp

Tick-tick-tick Jesus!
Tick-tick-tick Jesus!
Jesus! Are you ready?
Tick-tick-tick
Jesus! Are you sure?
Tick-tick –tick
That’s your heart
The rhythm beating time;
Has there been enough?
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick
Can I change my mind?
Tick-tick-tick
“Son”! ........”Father”!
Tick-tick-tick-tick
I hear the blows
1-2-3
I feel the pain
Darkness overcomes me.
Tick-tick-tick
How many seconds tick away?
Till suddenly its light
The clock is silent
The grave is empty
Time has been defeated
Eternity beckons through Jesus
The door through which time dies


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2009



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