Thoughts on a Clock by Eric Ritchie Jr.
(And Dawn. Mostly Dawn)
The clock strikes One and the day is new
As you run away to explore.
Before you know it, the clock strikes Two,
But your futureâs as bright as before.
You travel through time, always playing the fool,
With Jamie there by your side.
But they exiled you, you broke their rules,
On Earth youâll swallow your pride.
The clock strikes Three, and youâre stuck on Earth,
With UNIT youâll fight the Master,
When you defeat Omega, theyâll know what youâre worth,
Youâll travel again and run faster.
When you get your TARDIS back, youâll meet Sarah Jane,
You die in her arms at Four.
With jelly babies and scarf itâs yours to play,
And the moment will be prepared for.
The clock strikes Five and youâre surrounded by friends,
With Adric and Nyssa and Tegan.
Then Turlough and Kamelion, then Peri for the end,
But you find yourself changing again.
When you come to Six, you are due for some change,
And it comes not a moment too soon,
Although your new self can seem loud and strange,
You march to your own tune.
Seven has come, and youâre not quite old,
And thereâre so many worlds out there, too.
Thereâs danger and song and the tea is getting cold,
And thereâs still so much work to do.
The clock strikes Eight, and youâre not sure who you are,
Youâre just trying to look after your health.
But youâre needed at home to stop the war,
So physician, heal thyself.
The universe is burning and time was set aflame.
The clock stops for the War.
You hid from the battle, you take all of the blame.
Your only thoughts are the words âNo more.â
You saved them all, but you thought they fell.
Your hearts were torn apart as you ran.
The sound of Nineâs hour is a requiem bell,
But you forget as you grab her hand.
Nineâs hour seems short, but it was fantastic,
There was no better run.
The clock strikes Ten and it feels like magic,
Itâll be a brilliant one.
Tenâs hour shines so bright in the night,
You make the night into day.
With Rose and Martha and Donna the Bright,
Youâll know youâre always okay.
But theyâre all gone now, they break your hearts,
Youâre alone but you say âno.â
You realize that youâve gone too dark,
But you donât want to go.
On the Eleventh hour, you meet Amy Pond,
The girl who waited for you.
Then your Impossible Girl whoâs so fond,
Sheâs there for whatever you do.
You go back to your darkest time,
You almost lost but said âNo moreâ.
You changed your mind and saved their lives,
But youâre off to Trenzalore.
For this one small town, you stayed to fight,
For Christmas you will defend.
The man who stayed for Christmas night,
But now youâre nearing the end.
And now itâs time for one last bow,
Like all your other selves.
Elevenâs hour is over now,
The clock is striking Twelveâs.
Twelveâs hour has come, and it comes hard,
You donât think you know your own mind.
But this hour is filled with compassion and heart,
Where you were always kind.
Never be cruel and never be cowardly,
And if you are, make amends.
For as long as you always show mercy,
It won't matter if you're foes or friends.
At the end of Twelve youâre back at the start,
At the moment where Twelve meets One.
Youâve come full circle, and youâre about to depart,
But still the clock ticks on.
Surrounded by memories made of glass
You know the end is near.
But there are words to be said before you pass,
Words the next one should hear.
Everything ends and it's always sad,
When it feels like you've been walking for miles,
I know sometimes it can make you quite mad,
But all you should do is smile.
For you know that everything begins again, too,
And that is always happy.
So laugh hard, be kind, the day is new.
Run fast and make it snappy.
Twelveâs hour now has come and gone,
And many times youâve saved the world.
But Thirteenâs hour is about to dawn,
And the future is all girl.
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