The hands on the clock

they are getting slower

still I keep working for someone

and I don't even know her

while you sit at home

taking time to sleep

I stock the shelves

your stores I keep

you sit back in the lap of luxury

but you never took the time to see


but the hands are still spinning.


one day you will fall

and the low will arise

sleeping wastes time

they arrive with wide eyes

paying the bills

feeding the family

you come to your gate

but they hold the key

because without them

you would be no one

arise and triumph

with a lack of sun

to the point. and short.
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