A silvery plot


When chimes alarm you no
more,
When it tick-tocks and you dance no more.
A fairy tale in every life,
The silvery plot at every strike.

Romeo' and Juliet' of the hive;
A dramatist pulls the kite,
Are they designed for each,
To be separated out of reach.
A silvery plot at each strike.

Is pursuit of happiness a crime,
To lock behind a rusted rod.
When life blooms,
Pain tempts one to gloom.
It all happens when it tick-tock,
A silvery plot at each strike.

It isn't about the shattered glass,
It ain't the joyous-boon.
It's that passion to renew,
It's that leap from the shackles of life.
And this happens when it tick-tock,
A silvery plot when it strikes 'truth'.

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