DO IT

Tic Toc,
Tic Toc,
Is the sound,
Of a clock.

Each second,
It echoes,
The shortness,
Of time.

The longer,
It Tics,
The shorter,
The time.

Let your thoughts,
Come to pass,
Or they fade,
With time.

Put your thoughts,
Into action,
You'l fill
Remaining time.

Depression, envy,
Anger, hate,
Follow malaise,
In time.

Peace and contentment,
Follow desire,
Completed,
In time.

Copyright by Joseph Assumption Barbier