Timepiece

Tick...tick…tick...

Ticks the timepiece,

Tells the tale of 

Time's towers tall.

Don't idle, but shake

Thy haughty head,

Trample thy sloth,

Idolize thy dream,

 And value the tick.

Topple thy trouble,

Tow thy gloomy heart

To the toxic shore,

And take a holy dip

In time's flow of bliss.

Come afresh

With a divine heart,

And mind sharp,

To tell the world

That thou too can win,

Turn the table,

Tell a glorious tale.

 So wait not...act fast,

Till the fertile land, 

Till thou have 

Time in thy hand.

Tear thy heart

Water thy harvest

With thy own juice

Till time is thy friend,

Or else, if it turns foe

With a heavy blow

Thou will be thrown low