• R. E. Maynard

Yet Another Broken Clock

Updated: Mar 11


Yet Another Broken Clock

The hands of a broken clock tell no time, existent well beyond a past to bear memories of late.


The gears turn one’s interworking around and round. The hands of time, meant to be sublime with satisfaction, so does such lives depend upon every second of the day.


Without the ticking of our eternal clock, a detached purpose leads our minds astray, while the hands of a broken clock remain frozen in time.


Not a single tick of the clock shall tock the minutes away, as a lot of time wasted leaves us late for our destinations.


There is a place for me and you. Always someplace for us to be on time. So tells the importance of a time where we must hurry, and so shall we scurry about with time to spare.

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