There is no time, without a ticking clock
Or any parish, without an obedient flock
Reality's unmeasured, it's out of control
The Empyrean's a void, there isn't a soul
There's a tick, and tock, until it just stops
No matter the faiths, of mortality's crops
Every fable is folly, to untruths, they align
For 'creation' is ephemeral; as is our time
What there wasn't before won't be again
The unfathomable never hears any amen
For lives timed, by an undeniable sundial
Neglect the clocks, for it's just for awhile
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