Poetry Dice Challenge Week 2
A roll of the dice and the arrow flies
Time begins to narrow as the earth dies
The fountain of youth no longer flows
And the magic wand no longer glows
God has turned his eye away
As the magnetic poles begin to sway
The key no longer fits the lock
And the hand points down on the rusty clock
As people begin to pray to the skies
To avoid the death of their demise
Bravo!!
Excellent poem @ikilledcobain!
Thanks!