The Planet’s Hourglass
changes, they say
are for easier lives
and we accept,
we rejoice, we implore
give us more, give it now
we close eyes and ears
ignoring the naysayers
and the unborn
whose cries we still with laughter
and distain
if we stay on course
there will come a day
that has no light
a rain that has no end
a cold that stops the heart
if there be but one
who has faith and the will
to be a voice of truth,
to act the truth he speaks
he will be heard
if his deeds be large
or if his deeds be small
he will be followed;
hope is in the addition
of even one grain of sand
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Drifting Sands
