Capture the Clock


Capture the clock,
we’ve this time to lose,
speak with theĀ old,
mute now the news:

Listen to aged-voice,
life-burr, soft-breath;
rhetoric worn-down,
senior voice attests:

Summon hoar-views,
lifted, in grey;
embrace explanation,
off soft-mumbled rage.

Sit in the chair,
in which they tremble,
embrace their time,
do not pass them,

Look in rheum eyes,
read drowned-years passed,
absorb their life,
because this is your last.

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