Saturday, May 19, 2012

Imprint



Some day these words will cease
When I cease to exist
Yet I wish to live on
In memories fond

In the end nothing matters
Time will get us all
Every tick is a warning bell
We’re one second closer to the end

The great leveller
That finite truth
We must all face it
Some day it will end

This greed, this passion
This love for life
This lust...
Some day, it will all have no meaning.

For some day, 
I will be an imprint
Etched on stone.


M V J Simon 2012