45 minutes

Reach for the stars, gaze at the moon
Loosing love cause' you lost your
heart to..Remember these trials today..Never forget those errors you've made..
Trial and error allows imperfections to be alleviated...
Make strides in this journy to elevate your perfections.. rise to your deserving..Feast before this war..food for strength..Dine in hell afterwards..such a comforting place to stay..Time will tell..we will see..
Glare at the analog clock mounted high..Cant tell time...unless...
You glance at a digital watch strapped to a wrist...

I use to strap burrettas and glocks on my hip..Strapped today with nothing more than a pocket watch..know my time thats at hand...
If not, endure your own punishment..like a kid past curfew gets the leather strap....

Create natures clock..circles and shadows..The suns own hour, minute and second hands.Second handed..hand me down....

The world is my thrift store..a lone drifter who lost his time once more...
Nimble in limbo i wander..
I come out of this jungle with a piece of timber...Drive a stick in the sand at the oceans shore....

A developed sun dial for a time proximity....Death in the air..a fast breeze it carrys...Wind blowing with howls in your vicinity...The reaper is near...Be wary of where he may lurk..
He is enticing but his only intention is to circumvent you into his grip...

Eschew his touch of death...Circumnavigate around his every step..Elude the angel of death the best you can....
Take heed to his counting..repeating the same number over and over...repeat it again so you know who is next..next one he chose..

The next number he is fetching is etched within your soul..
Court your guardian angel..
A welcomed open invitation i must uphold....Hope that they allow me this protection...One way or the other i guess...Sooner or later we all have to face death..May I be in heaven atleast 45 minutes...
Before the devil knows im dead..