Second
The second hand inches forward tick, tock
The drummer marches on keeping up with the clock
A second is a life time concealed in a moment
Time will not stop to enjoy or relish in it
Second is also a place where I lay in wait
The hunter poised for the treasure of fate
In a mere second our places can reverse
Then I will be the man in first.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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