Watch

not with a warning,
I watch
neighbors change,
old bricks break,
pacts of fools
that were made.
not with a chanting
I watch
the stupid smiles
turn to stranger wails,
not with a flinch,
I watch
the old ones goodbye
the old lambs flicker
the startling sigh
and the powdered snicker
not with a twitch
as I watch
the old clock twitch at its last
eyes with twinkles
gleams of joy
change to wrinkles
gleams of lie
now with a horror
to the life
I take a step
and then bounce back
lips too dry
with tongue too tied
words leave me
with a heavy sigh
tired eyes now
beg to sleep
no more watching
the day is bleak
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