We come from a long line of clock watchers
Who try to put time in a frame
We need to have the time in our greedy hands.
We try to cage time and chain it
It is a force with no form, no face
Just another power that slips through our hands.
Time changes, time passes, time can’t be tamed
Rejecting the substance we try to give it
We’re not its master.
Our days are numbered on a scale we create
We watch the clock, count down seconds
Note what happened when.
And in the even that something good happens
We try to make it last
But time can’t be hindered or hurried.
Why even try? Time is on my side
Just five more minutes, I’ll do it tomorrow,
Today just won’t do.
Time doesn’t have a side! It’s steady as a rock
It flows like a river
It doesn’t tick like a clock!
It isn’t in an hourglass,
A sundial
A watch in the sky.
You can’t smell, hold or taste it
It’s not a question
It’s not an answer.
Like a river it will run out, like a rock it will sink
We watch the clock ticking
Counting time as it passes us by.
Unfinished 