WHEN THE CLOCK STOPS

                  WHEN THE CLOCK STOPS


 It measures our time, an hourglass in our mind,



 All are not equal, not the same amount of sand.



 A timepiece which shows our days, hour by hour,



 With the sun, we plan our existence minute by minute.



 Everything is measured from the creation of time,



 When the clock stops, we drift into a consciousness 
 Of another kind.

                     Keith Garrett

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