The last drop of sand has dropped
still time hasn't stopped
As the hourglass was flipped
during the seconds of time to turn
I have tripped
Time not measured in sand
but in seconds on demand
Had nothing to do with a clock hand

During the turning action nothing
in this world stood still
Thousands probably turned ill
others became the victim of kill
On a brighter note many may have
found their thrill
Fat's Domino sings on blueberry hill
however I haven't had my fill
I'm just glad I'm still around to feel

The next time I flip the glass again
I'm going to smile and grin
Maybe I'll laugh out loud
and ignore the negative crowd
be more proud
I reckon
I'll appreciate the turning second
Appreciate that I still survive
as the next second arrive

opg