Monday, August 22, 2016


We age, but know we cannot falter and fully live
How do we rise when we stumble so often?
Arrogant and hopeful in equal measure
Human insolence to disguise our futility
Instance wears on us like leaden raindrops
Decrepitude would try to make us weak
Dim our eyes and make new days blur
But ever we are the children of stardust
And at the end we will trump even time
But not yet; not in the guise of man
Humility will teach us the meaning of frailty first
Before it rebirths us as immortals