Godfrey Morris

Silver Star - 3,792 Points (August 1,1982 / Kingston, Jamaica)

Time - Poem by Godfrey Morris

Nothing escapes him.
Nothing absolutely!
Every tick on the clock
each howling wind
of glimmering light sings
to his tune.

He never slows
He never stops
He's always marching
He never stops.

He flees, he cycles
but always back.
He's always coming
He never stops.

And sometime pleasant
and sometimes not
He is always coming.

My clock never stops.

Topic(s) of this poem: Time

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 11, 2014

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