Stop Of The Clock

Stop Of The Clock (Randyjw; October 18, 2018)


Time pulls me down

like quicksand in its grasp

seeking stronger purchase

more days that scurry past


And G-d , who, in his pleasure,

creates both night and day

For man, who, in his measure,

turns such things to disarray


Both good times and regret,

the betrayal of a friend

Can this clock we aughtst forget

with each tock ticking ’til the end?



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