"When Time is Weighed"

NOTE: I wrote this poem just days before the September 11th attacks. Kinda freaky.

Tick Tock! The time is synchronized
that we all must become hypnotized
in a world that is scared to die.
What's beyond doesn't even know why.
Where laws are nothing but paper,
and cells are at times more safer.
Where ramblings of soul and mind,
surpass spirits of any one kind.
No kiss of death a saving grace,
no thought of God in this place.
The cultures are kept in some tact,
we have been weighed in compact.
Alpha omega measures for an eternity
no time at all left for a cup of tea.

By. Holly H.