Tick tock, Tick tock

Our lives is a collection of seconds, minutes and hours
We own alot of things, but the time is never ours
Four our life span as been programmed like a detonator
On the final tick tock, here comes the angel of death, the terminator

Our lives is a collection of days, weeks and months
Every process we undergo is like the moulting of a moth
As we grow in age, so we age in body
Like Thanos snap, our lives gradually goes into thin air

Tick tock, Tick tock

Our lives is a collection of years and decades
For the more we spend, the more our quality degrades
Sadly, nature's timing can't ever get stuck
Even if we decide to stop our own clocks

Our lives is time bound
No reservations, extra lives or standby
Every tick tock brings us closer to our death
It's the one thing that isn't dearth

Tick tock, Tick Tock

To come to life was never our decision to make
To take our lives is never our decision to take
So grow through what you go through
And go through while believing it be true

https://balogunidowu./2019/07/18/tick-tock/

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