Jul
14th
Sat
14th
Omega
Time is a cruel master
Takes more than gives
Withers and flays
As he presses onward
Ever onward
No going back, no skipping forward
Levels the mountain
Fills the valley
Dries up the lakes
Tames the oceans
And someday will
Turn our rock into a charred lump
With us or without us
Who will carry on?
Will we be lost in space
Last remnant of the human race
Or will alien eyes
Gaze at our lifeless stone
And wonder if anyone
Once lived
What type of life
And send robots
To roam the surface in search of some
Redeeming quality
Some reason they should visit
