**This poem is better when preformed by ME, but you can read it here anyways**
Tick tock tick.
Time is inching.
Time is crawling.
Time is slowly moving forward.
Never back, never up, never down.
Always moving towards the end.
Tick tock tick.
He is walking.
Down the sidewalk.
Always moving, never stopping.
Moving forward, towards the future.
Can’t he see what’s coming for him?
Tick tock tick.
Getting closer.
Getting faster.
Time is moving.
Time is running.
The end is closer, no one sees it.
Who will be the one to free us?
Tick tock tick.
The man is running.
Close to freedom.
The door is closing.
Quicker!
QUICKER!
Will he make it?
I don’t know!
Only time can tells us though.
Tick tock tick.
Time is fleeting!
Hearts are bleeding!
Everyone can see us teeming.
Can we save us?
No we can’t!
He is now our only chance!
Tick tock tick.
He is running!
He is screaming!
Doors are closing!
Will he make it?
Can he make it?
He is almost through the door!
BOOM! He is late.
He has failed.
Everyone’s sank, and no one’s sailed.
Tick tock tick.