There Goes Time

THERE GOES TIME BY DELILA BEVAN ZAVADSKY

Time trickles through tea Tips through spouts Try to grasp it Slips no doubt Falls through finger-tips Scorches flesh Flings you down Enfolds in mesh

Tick Tock There Time goes Whips his cane Commands tight rows Bow your head The clock has struck Nine to five Half your luck They say Time stands still I haven’t seen such a sight Time stops for no-one Without putting up a fight