The clock talked loud;
I threw it away.
It scared me what it said.
The cock screamed loud;
I cut off it's head.
It scared me what it shouted.
The hourglass whispered;
I destroyed it.
It was unrest what it said.
Then the preacher said something;
I shot him.
Afraid was I just what he said.
The hourglass, the clock,
The preacher and the cock...
All said but one thing
About judgement day.
The Clock
Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/22/2020
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Poem topics: away, head, afraid, Valentine's Day, clock, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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