For light-years I have watched the world unravel
Its thirst for the material unleashed beneath,
Coiled in deep slumber their sense of wonder
Trailed by the night, a world’s absconded dream-scaped sheath.
Existence ephemeral turned to ashes
And mantled by desires for decrepit stuffs,
When I will outlast the world entire
Without once imparting their feeble lusts.
To you this passing time is cruel. Use it well.
Remember that your winnings are but earthly dust
And only memories are yours to hold awhile
So live, humanity. Don’t crave that which won’t last.