Life then death, that’s how it goes.

Time slips by and no one knows,

How to slow it.

How to pause it.

How to stop it.

Life ticks away with every breath and second.

Listen and you’ll hear it’s rhythm and beckon.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock it goes.

Going, going, going…it goes.

The sands of the hourglass fall swiftly down,

Down, down,

And thus so do we down into the ground.

Time keeps on going forever and more,

Bringing us stranded on death’s open shore.

Life then death. That’s how it goes.

Listen to the sound that no one knows,

How to slow.

How to pause.

How to stop.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock it goes.

How to stop it? No one knows.

So it goes, goes, goes, goes.

Goes, goes, goes.

K. Aldaya, 8/19/02

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