How time flies
With reckless abandon.
Could the ticktack just calm down
"Take a chill pill bro"
And time's wingless chariot,
Why do you have to move so fast
This race is not healthy.
He wants to fly with you
Keeping up with the pace
Not necessarily to win the race.
But you keep soaring
And his wings snap
He gets into a stereotype
A failure
To some, not tough and not manly
enough.
And with every ticktack
He scours his brain
Devising means of flying
With this hurrying ticktack.
