passage of time

the ideals of my youth seemed so right at the time seemed so right to stand up and fight it seemed the right passage to take but.... the flames that once rose high are now just sodden ashes of time travelling down the path of time forward stepping to a new way every time rebirthing a stagnant mind giving an exit to the loop as the hour glass sands slowly dropped and time is drifting further away from these days only memories can relive these time stolen days