Life is an anxious second

Slowed down to bend speed

Savour the waiting time

With different Loves

And many home fires

One day prosper happy

Next day sick and hungry

Feed in turn together

All are sights and sounds

Of a ticking clock tower

Watching from above

Locked hands clasp a gun

Famine beats at the window

Spending time borrowed

Wrapped in shroud silently

Or screaming too loudly

Unappreciated gift

Hope for a minute next time.

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