Endless in forever

Carmine Branco

Endless! The sand flows through the hour glass.  
Infinite grains of dust in time.  
We bow our heads to power,  
under a whip, as slaves we bow.  
No use in rebelling to such overwhelming ego,  
as again and again, we will reap but sorrow.  
No limit we add to our flowing of days,  
as our river will merciless reach its estuary.  
We shall never gain the ocean, but we shall leave a bitter trickle of our soul that will be lost. And It shall be no longer tomorrow.

  • Author: Carmine Branco (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 15th, 2018 13:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: I have published this poem first on Deep Underground Poetry with my other pseudonym, Juvenalis66. I hope you enjoy it.
  • Category: Reflection
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