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Oct 2010
Watch the hands on the clock,
Or the hands on the wrist watch,
As it tick tocks,
And see if it stops…
Probably not,
Probably never,
So would it be probable to assume time is forever?
How clever,
What if the hands on the clock have been severed?
Or the clock drops and it breaks instead.

Or the hands on the wrist watch stop
Because the batteries are dead.
Did you beat time?
No, the batteries can be replaced,
And hands put back in place.
And set back to the point in time,
When the hands pointed at time.
Time has beaten you,
Because when you die,
You can’t be revived,
And even time can’t return to when you were alive.
You believe that the world revolves around your life,
The hands of time revolve around mine.
Because they speak of your time of death,
But never speak of the death of time.
Joseph Childress
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Joseph Childress  30/M/Detroit
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