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Jul 2013
The **** crows high into the morning sky
Harsh songs from my useless alarm can make me die

Honks of early morning blue & white buses eat my sleep
No time,sleep hasn't been this deep

And to myself I solemnly recite  
You still got plenty of time to do what's right

To get dressed, it takes you just a minute
And seconds to lace your shoe,I mean it

I clutch more tighter to my cold pillow
Turning left right as I wallow

Gently savouring the bliss of my dream
Floating like a piece of paper on stream

No pleasure can come this close
I wish time froze as I doze

Leaving this bed is an Herculean task
How does my rest hurt the world, i ask

My mama used to quote these lines
Make hay while the sun shines

And time waits for no man she said
He who invented those proverbs must have been dead

Dear mum, I beg to disagree
It's  my world and I'm young and free

The clock is just a creation with 24hours
24 isn't enough,we need a clock of ours

And I blame that device for my life ills
Verily verily, the clock kills

I lost a big contract
Eye ***** dilate,wrinkles contract

Carried over some courses
Mr. Clock was the head of the causes

I was like Y me?like the end of rhyme
Just because I couldn't keep time

Those 3 evil hands combine to make me late
But since I was born,I'm yet to be late

I didn't know the clock from Adam
Pardon me if I'm late Oga and Madam

As I go on grudgingly living my life
Not like a time keeper that makes time his wife

I know that keeping time is my nemesis
Right from the very genesis
Chinweike David Okwu
Written by
Chinweike David Okwu  Port Harcourt
(Port Harcourt)   
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