It is time to say goodbye to another
Time we welcomed with warmth and hope.
By remembering that glorious sunrise.
Time that stands testament to games of dice
Between truth and lies.
Time that kills us slowly like wine
That ages as patiently as us,
Nestled in her shrine.
You sodden column of death and dust
You hurt us with the old
As much as heal with the hope of something new.
She is that old lover
Who forgives but does not forget.
She chose to leave you
But remembers when you clawed her
Heart out with a mere whisper of another era.
All us babies will sing of our unpigmented loyalty to time
“Tomorrow will be better and happier”.
An cuss to her ears.
Well who am I not to abide,
I am as much a sinner as the other one beside.
So remember it like a gentle sad sigh.
Tomorrow is your friend
If you know she can be your foe
In fleeting beats hereby.