Resolution Time

A Poem by Alex Vandool

The world is a clock

Spinning fast and spinning slow

The spy's the watchmaker

Knows everything you know

Take me to their leaders

The ones who pull the strings

Now, they're real little hands

Way too small to be wings

But it looks like they'll need some

Their pyramid's old

All-seeing eye clouded over

Much too heavy that gold

At least so the skies say

It takes two to know

When the world is a clock

Spinning fast and spinning slow