Military Time

My brain, who is in alliance with words,

Is always attacked by numbers,

Specially when it is time,

Written in the military fashion,

And my brain has to bring in a virtual analog clock,

To act like a morse code of time,

As it marches on from hour to hour,

Without missing a beat,

Arriving and departing right when it's supposed to,

Making my brain tired with every second.

My brain, who is in alliance with words,

Always gets in trouble with numbers,

Specially when it is fractions,

To be solved in seconds and milliseconds tracked under military time.