TIK TOK
 
Do we stab, stab, stab
At the face of the clock?
 
Or
 
Smile gently
With every new breath?

It's hands are steady
Day and night
 
While we turn in Darkness
And agitate in Light

Do we move even faster to get ahead?
Or prostrate ourselves before the tik tok?

Which is The Way?

— Abraham Menashe
© 2017