Accidental Poet

The Clock is Ticking People

 

The second hand still moving

Winding down till our time is up

Who knows how long we have

When suddenly, that’s all we got

 

The rush of hustled feet

Running in fear of the unknown

Tears and screams pierce the night

Miracle prayers are hastily thrown

 

Our environment choking on pollution

All species going extinct

The demise of planet Earth

Probabilities clear and distinct

 

Racial unrest

Hate crimes on every corner

Disrespect of animal and human rights

Peace advocate mourners

 

Racist maniacs

Claiming superiority above all others

Blind to the truth

We’re all just sisters and brothers

 

World leaders poised to press the button

The sky ablaze with nuclear death

As the Earth trembles

Sensing its last breath

 

Do we not appreciate

The planet we live on

The gift of life

Which humanity thrives upon

 

Where is our compassion for life

Human trust a thing of the past

Man versus man

A barbarian’s society can’t last

 

With a flash the lights are gone

Blackness feeding the fear

Closer and closer

Signs of the end are near

 

Can you feel it?

The clock of life

Winding down to zero

 Slicing time like a knife

 

Separating the future

From an irresponsible past

Obliterating the present

Even the memories struggle to last

 

This can’t be happening

It’s like a bad dream

Please wake me up

All too real it seems

 

What’s that?

The sound of the clock

In dead silence

Tic Tock  Tic Tock  Tic Tock

 

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