Tick tock! Tick tock!
It's the sound of the clock
As it hits 12 O' clock
And the first crock crows
Time cannot be turned back
Time awaits no man
Time is not money
It can never be paid back
Time can create the world for you
If you know what it really means
Time is not just a watch
Which you carry on your wrist
Time can also destroy your world
And leave you so hopeless
And you ll have to say is
I wish we will could turn the hands of time
Tick tock! Tick tock!
Again it's the clock
As it alerts you to pull up your socks
And start to roll like a rock
Like time, have an end
Don't be like a shuttlecock
Traveling kilometers in a small space
Just be on the race
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simple and meaningful....5*****