3:00 O’Clock

Tick tock, tick tock

It’s three o’clock

Can you look?

In that book

For an answer

For a remedy

Or a melody

Or a tone

To play alone

On the brook

To tell the story

Of a knight

Who chose

To listen

To his heart

To follow

The light

To leave


The pain

To the land

Where no one

Is sad

Where the moon


Every night

To leave the sight

Of the land

Of sun and sand

Of the land

Full of aliens

Where the stars

Go to sleep

Too deep

In the sky

Every night

So to die

Before the break

Of the first



About The Soaring Eagle

Entrepreneur, Investor, Solution Architect, Award-winning poet, Published author
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