Scattered Thoughts

Clock on the wall

Tic Toc, Tic Toc yells the clock; the clock on the wall,

Time is passing at a break neck pace,

Ticking away in this small space,

But we have jobs to go to and things that must be done,

We must pay the bills and pick up our son,

Time’s speed never changes in the moments we fall,

Instead it trudges on, slow but sure ultimately winning against us all,

Tic Toc, Tic Toc yells the clock; the clock on the wall,

When tired eyes and sleepy heads rest,

Some have moments they consider best,

It’s not about what time it is but how much is left

To distribute time evenly amongst friends and family you must be quite deft,

As this task is certainly a tall order,

Though not as tall as getting into Mordor

Tic Toc, Tic Toc yells the clock; the clock on the wall,

Do you still think you can win this race against the clock?

It might be slow but its steady as a rock,

One day we will cross the finish line,

But to the clock it will be just fine,

It will trudge still ahead with new races to win,

To take on your friends and kin,

Tic Toc, Tic Toc yells the clock; the clock on the wall