Chris Duffy

Time.

Time.

Follow your mind until you lose it
Follow your heart until it stops
Live your life never to refuse it
Stand up against the storm, stand until you drop.

Only check the timepiece in your heart.
That’s where treasured diamonds can be found.
Examine all the cogs and springs that move you.
Ensuring that you’re never overwound.

Don’t be fooled by strangers or imposters.
By considering their measure to be true.
Only count the ticking of your heart
The only version that belongs to you.

Forgive the ones who never understood you.
They’re the ones who lost you in the crowd.
Scorned upon the truth that you hold dearest.
Scared because your truth was far too loud.

Their jealousy and hatred you can taste it.
Begrudging, snatching, clawing at your soul.
Conformity is how they want to shape you.
Dragged into their rat infested holes.

They’ll line you up like dominoes in sequence.
Orderly like soldiers in a row.
It only takes one tiny push to topple you.
Controlling you is all they wish to know.

To you the world remains so full of wonder.
Clumsily you amble like a child.
Searching in the places no one else does.
Daring, articulate and wild.


You ask yourself Is that the time already ?
Convince yourself you’ve still got things to say.
All at once you’re feeling rather sleepy.
Perhaps you’ll leave it for another day