Markeith Wilkes

"You Have the Clock


To all that have ears let it be heard
To all who may understand let it be known
Let the undeniable truth be told
Let it fall on the eyes of the beautiful
in the cause of their young
Those worn by the laughter of
life and the scorn of the old
There are streets made of gold;
but walls that stand hot inflamed.
Heaven is sure real and Hell still cast the
illumination of fears that
some wish to be heal
Abraham, wont say; nor the rich young ruler who
went on his way So act
as you may; go on you own follow the day
Never pay mind to what lies ahead
Rather He comes to you soon over the heat of the day,
or the chill of
the night you see it all, as He brings it to light
Live and live. Time is so sure
Let the deep of your heart’s desires and lusts be
consumed in the
pleasures of the moments; take it all in;
oh go on, have your   fill
You have the clock just stop it at will

   (c) Markeith Wilkes