Our Time
It's been days since i have gone out,
The months just slip by like birds on ice,
There are moments when i think why do we even try?
Our work will be all for nothing once we leave,
We will work our entire lives just so everything can be erased,
Our names engraved on granite and left with all the others,
No one to visit, no one to show, only some have left themselves a name,
Even then most people brush it off as if they were nothing,
We are merely existing with no other purpose,
We are brainwashed to think we serve a god,
When in reality that god is no more than you and i,
We are sitting around waiting for our time,
That time is nearly upon us.
- UnknownShadow
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