The Messiah Framed In The Clock

Foreword:
Time has past but I have forgotten how to change.
Thus it has stood still
For me atleast

The minutes ticked by over and over again
Waiting for the hour to come at last
Each in line waiting its turn
To die in the abyss of relativity

The messiah will come when the clock strikes 12
And the children will be resurrected as well
Each minute will wait in line
To have judgement pass upon them

It was 12:30's turn to the stand
"You have sixty seconds to make your case"
He didn't say a word
In awe of the messiah that pass
And the one the coming to pass

One by one they feel until the messiah came once again
And hourglass around his throat, choked
But his voice was clear as glass
"Lives are just frivolous minutes ticking away
If all you do is lay back in your Easy chair
Looking at the clock
Anticipating the end"