Home
My home is now lost forever to the sands of time.
I cannot go back; for all that is reason and rhyme
Belongs to the cosmic ordainers, who, in eons and ages past
Commanded nothing in heaven or earth would ever be destined to last.
Cast slowly adrift on an ever-endless sea, they are deaf to all bargain, prayer, commandment or plea.
The current moves on, as heartless as a blade sundering the dreams we foolish men have made.