The orange clock above your head keeps on winding down <br />Every second of your life ticking away <br />Some clocks last only moments some last years <br />But in the end everyone’s clock runs out <br />Just like a bomb it will stop, detonating from within <br />Scattering your body beneath the rich earth <br />As your soul flies free, taking an enchanted flight <br />Escaping back home to where you truly belong.<br /><br />nicola burkett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-orange-clock-above-your-head/
