The Time Crime

Hear Thy Ripper.
Dread the Rage
Of Lord Timekeeper.
For it is the guardian sage of age

Hourglass wielded in foresight
Reflect the shadow of the past, present
and fate
Thus, protective the lord was
like a jeweller with its rubies

Yet too late
The tool stolen from Lord's vault
Now we wonder
As we ponder
Who it is at fault

Now, this clock
Is under a lock
Beware of the hunt
Before you plummet in the depths
Of the Lord’s castle of sand.