What Time Is it?

If I ask you what time it is
Please ask me why I care.
Because I know the answer already,
And I'm only asking for confirmation.
Besides, does it really matter
If it's ten after or a quarter till?
Why is it your responsibility to be my clock,
To get me to a meeting on time,
To check the oven?
Don't tell me the hour;
Tell me it's time to wake the
Hell up,
To take control,
To be responsible,
To make wiser decisions.
Time to do something about it,
To get on with things,
To look in the mirror,
To see,
To really see.
What time is it?
Come here and I'll make you feel it.

© Poem Fix 2012
 Photo by Jorge Barrios

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