Clock ticks, tocks, mocks
Little hand points south, derisive laughter
Big hand points north, opportunity balks
Apathy aphyxiates, ambition pale blue
Mediocrity laughs in the mirror in slack-jawed sneers
Aspirations limp, pipedreams skewed
Change laughable, an intangible abstraction
Thoughts molder, mood shiftless, spirit decays
Complacency consumes, entombed in rank stagnation
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