WORD STEP IN TIME BY ANTHONY CHARLES BLAKE

It felt like a race during time

Every hour the clock would sound

But human mechanics wasn’t getting anywhere bound

The long hand looked like it was moving fast

The short hand actually remaining still

Foot maneuvering steps felt like it had no will

Time was definitely moving

Breathless became no sooth

But there was something humans had to prove

It was a matter of time

Electronics moved organized than human power

Hour by hour

Minute by minute

How does one beat time?

Unless one is the Marvel Flesh

One who could dash

Challenge being a struggle

Human speed being its own pace

There is time for a soft drink

Not waiting to think

If time has its way

We can all go astray

The time is mine

Maybe being too kind

The time schedule is just fine

Time and time again

Time out.