Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Time resounds in my ears,
I stand on foreign soil,
A barren plain looms before me,
The splendour of my body dims,
I question my womanliness,
I spend many hours
Analyzing the worth,
The value,
Of my life.
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Time,
Vicious robber,
It lessens my agility,
Threatens the things I enjoy,
The things I love,
Though not clothed in black,
I mourn,
I grieve
The loss of youth.
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Time,
Society honours and adores
Youth,
Aging is scorned,
Pitied,
Ignored,
Forgotten.
I silently scream,
Youth you have nothing to offer,
Although you rule supreme.
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
The sound goes on.
I stare into eternity,
Grieving,
Like a woman at the graveside,
I struggle with doubt,
One part desires to stay,
The other prepares to meet God,
Death
Calls to all,
Yet it brings fear.
The enormity of my humanity
Bursts forth as the dawn,
Reminding me this world is not my home,
I will,
I must,
Complete the task,
So I can face a loving God
And live with Him eternally.
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Tick tock,
Time’s up.
