The Clockwise Witness

It don’t look right
In broad day light
It don’t feel right
to me If you win the rat race
If you come in first place
Then a rat is all you will be How long will this take?
How long must I wait?
My heart is sinking
What were we thinking?
I can’t fake this anymore
In this moment
of atonement
can you ever forgive me?
Is there something hovering?
It seems to be governing
everything once dear to me Oh and how long…