I find myself truly inspired when I am on an airplane. This poem was written on a very long flight back from Africa about two years ago.
How the time passes us
just a "toc" in our ear
the music
so wonderful
the ticking
so clear
A song sung by so many
so many
so dear
We're on the clock, The Clock!
I'm on The Clock here
Still left wondering
how the time passes us by
or
how we pass the time by
racing each other
or
at least in my eyes.
