Ticktock

Fri, 02/01/2019 - 23:46 -- Scyrin

I remember when I was a child

And everything was clear

Where the world did not suffer of fear

And everyone was mild 

 

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However, I’m older now

And fear the opinions of those around,

Afraid to be put in the ground

Used and abused like a milk cow

 

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Life seems like a mystery

But do we think about its cousin death?

Or taking our last breath?

Or the mourning of a family in misery?

 

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Do we live in fear of dying?

Every moment ticking our life clock

Being overworked like livestock

It’s all so dissatisfying

 

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I’m learning to live everyday

As death slowly creeps on me

But I will overcome

Become less fearsome 

And the outcome?

 

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I will stray away

From the fear of death

Take another breath

Listening to my own life clock

 

Ticktock ticktock

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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