Tick ... tock ...
Do you hear it?
The ticking of the clock?

Time waits for no one,
But ...
Please stop!

Time knows - I have no say.
Why, oh why?
Time, don't pass us bye.

First comes fear,
Then anger, then blame.
Why?  The question no one should ask.

Wait - slow down.
Stop!!
Just one more second?  I'll take it.

Acceptance creeps in, and
Lastly the weighty heaviness
Of the "closing time".

A dull, hulking thud
- So final,
deadly still.