Snake O’Clock – Laurel Caplan
From hidden rivers flowing ‘neath the earth,
To gilded forests scraping ‘gainst the sky,
Moss-covered clocks remind us of our worth;
Remind us of the truth we must deny;
Put hammer to the watch and hourglass;
Be rid of seconds, minutes, hours, days!
Create a world where lifetimes freely pass,
Unburdened by those obsolescent ways;
While some believe their deeds live evermore,
Death’s icy hand makes no such guarantee;
Instead return to how it was before
There was a need for fragile legacy;
So take to heart the lessons of this rhyme;
And join me in this war waged against time.