Tick/Tock Poem by Luke Arthur

See life as a ticking clock where the time never stops
From the minute we're born to the day of our morn
Because in the blink of an eye our life's pasted us by
Time’s not for turning, so it would be wasteful to try

In nature we trust; cause we’re turning to dust.
For life we should lust and enjoy it we must.
Forget not the simple things that duly please
The sunshine, a kiss and that reassuring squeeze

We are fragile souls; ephemeral beings
Of human race, in this vulnerable place
With our minds thinking thoughts of wonder
There’s no time to ponder what lies be yonder

So the tick/tock of the living clock
Stops for no anthropoid or any absent God
For those who believes there is no resurrection
Be honest, enlighten and filled with direction.