Redefine

Reallocate the vacant space
To storage room so they can say
We used our time, well, better than most
We said more words, numerical codes.

We find, in time, our solid stance
Has melted away in sinking sands
That heat to daimond and break like glass
And tear our limbs and devour our past.

We have forgotten why we came here.
Our progress has become a hinderance.
Our novelty is cheap and dispensable.
But we did what we thought was right.
In the grander scheme, we tried.
We are a Sun of Good Intentions.
Who scorched the Earth of Simple Sight.

Goodbye to those who whished on stars
Welcome to night, endless embers and chars.