The clock is a lie,
Imposter of time.
An original word,
Represented with rhyme.

The clock is insignificant,
Time though, is power.
The space between breaths,
Not the chime of the hour.

Similar in nature,
The difference is clear.
The clock Is a tool,
Yet time we fear.

Trying to stop it,
The clock was made,
But you can't stop reality.
Eventually we all fade.