Life Clock

by Vickie Zisman

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

There goes our lives clock

Sand grains down flock

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

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Six – out of bed bolt

Eight – into the train hop

Nine – Salt-mine punch clock

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

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Slave-driver barks task

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

Last review correction must

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

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Masters cutting deep to bone

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

Slave must cling on to the job

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

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Clench your teeth to get the dough

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

Numb the pain with smoke of pot

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

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Eight PM you punch the clock

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

Nine – you crawl home on all four

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

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Years go by you punch the clock

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

And the purpose of it all?

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

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Last sand grains just slithered by

Tick·tock, Tick·tock

You die

Vickie Zisman https://vickie1.wordpress.com/

Historian and a blogger (a story weaver), Vickie daylights as a marketing communications professional, specialising in brand building, content, digital media and cross cultural environment. Works with businesses and organizations across all industries in the private and public sectors. In her spare time likes to deconstruct modern management myths. Believes: 1. The Torch of Erasmus still shines bright in the digital era. 2. Word carries the Power of Change - into a positive ROI as well. 3. Capitalism can be humane and benefit all, when applied wisely 4. Technology is the tool not the goal. 5. Human is ABOVE the Machine. Highly allergic to self-righteous hypocrites, universal moral preachers et al. Incurable, politically incorrect, cynic. Mad cat-lover. Vegetarian. Proud Israeli.