I OWE THE CLOCK

    

In specific cogitations I owe the clock
The heart to keep moving as a quail
To tear out the pain in the wedlock

My patience can’t cushion the bitter mock
Even though it pays , it costs a lot to scale
In specific cogitations I owe the clock

It’s a huge institution witnessed by the flock
In the union which was marked by a blood trail
To tear out the pain in the wedlock

For continuity inadequacy wasn’t a roadblock
But the humiliations pushed me to a jail
In specific cogitations I owe the clock

My nerves could not bear the shock
Of settling down for a wretched tail
To tear out the pain in the wedlock

My dreams were curtailed by an enormous rock
Which capsized my sacrifices into a complex vale
In specific cogitations I owe the clock
To tear out the pain in the wedlock.