Time Thief

Years have come and years have passed,
many moons have come and gone.
The one thing that seems to last
Is a clock that ticks too fast
To a rhythm, a heart's song.

A Tick-Tock, Tick-ety-Tock,
I hear the clock’s bizarre chime.
I sit here in complete shock
As if underneath a rock
I’d been living, this whole time.

Alas time ever so brief,
Can’t be bottled like water,
For it’s taken by the thief
That lives solely by belief
“man should not be his own author”

So we shall challenge this crook
Who steals our moments away
and we’ll start by filling books
With futures, in which we look
Forward to passing our days away.

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