Timing
The clock is ticking
The moon is fading
Our shining stars are missing
Leaving us with memories
That’s interesting narrating to the brethren’s
Full of excitement when we remember playing in the trenches
Our weak tactics give some catches
Fears fall on our faces knowing we going to receive some lashes
Escaping with our deceitful antics
Always roaming as our daily practice
Timing
Good old days
But we strike okay
Having fun all day
Taking from the farmers yard a fowl we slay
Mom we are not hungry we say
Knowing well we’ve catch a prey,
And sleeping when the fathers pray
Our childish talents creating a beautiful world with clay
Timing
Everyone has departed now
Fighting for a technical know how,
Even the butchers acquiring new skills, killing the cow
Things are changing fast with questions of why and how
The aged hasn’t gotten the answers now
Timing
The lovers preparing for the ceremony
The drinkers waiting for the atrocity
The demons waiting for calamity
Celebrities smiling due to their pleasantries
Forgetting the lord is patiently with the reckoning
Timing
We live to die
We laugh to cry
We act to answer Why
That beautiful creature wasn’t born to lie
Society made everyone to apply the negativity and positivity
Let’s know life is timing
To plan our cunning
Everything has perfect timing
The little, young and the aging
For life has gotten all the answers
Put a motivation shield to keep the face smiling
We got our own timing
By CamaraBarnes
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