All Must Fall

Recalling all the tribulations in our life The constant struggles, pain, disappointment and strife The battles too often lost and too seldom won Always forgetting the places where we begun. As we push, toil, tarry and try to carry on Neglecting the foundation we have built upon Forgetting the values of a human heart Paths we have trodden to gain worlds apart. Now our memories fade, as we grow old So many stories to tell, which are never told The past is but a gift that we forgot to give To lives we have touched as we strove to live. In our final days, our souls long for home Drifting refrains of a forgotten song Of hearts entwined, in the worlds face we frown Husha, Husha we all fall down. (Stoic)