Time trickling sands

 I stared upon the stars
From which the man within was born
I trailed the path towards
That place that I once called home
Thunder-stricken are the skies
When I peered upon the real essence of my soul
Staring upon the hourglass
The time trickling sands
Wondering where the top half's gone
I've got nothing more to look for
Trailing an unending path
Searching for a home
Looking for a place to lay my roots
I've grown beyond the naivete that I once exhibited
I no longer sit in dark places and brood
I look for a light in the end of the tunnel
In which I feel nothing new
I've got no more hunger now
To see where my road will go
But I must keep walking on
Till the better end
I stare upon the hourglass
The time trickling sands
And I think to myself again
I wonder what time the time-tricking hands will strike tonight
Or where they've decided to pause
I don't believe that time waits like that
Not for the likes of me
Hence why I must walk
Through death and misery
Hence why I must walk
Follow my path till the bitter end
Hence why I must walk
Witness all the cruelties of the human race
I see children throwing stones
At innocent harmless strays
I see men, broken lost
By the actions of other men
I wonder whether my eyes lie to me when I see
A glimpse of hope
That there's still kindness int his world
For every child I see throwing stones
I wonder where the parents have gone
I blame them for their offspring's behaviour
But then again, that's unfair
For they're probably subject to horrors far greater
I know not what they must do to keep the lights on
I wonder where this world's gone
I stare upon the hourglass
The time trickling sands
Even when I lay
I wonder where I am
I've walked these lands
Many know my name
Yet very few know who I am
I've once been held prisoner by myself
But I've since then been set free
By the essence of what it is to be me
So I stare upon the stars for guidance
Hoping that my ancestors stare back
I wish I make them proud
But then again, I always glare back
To my hourglass
To the time trickling sands
One day, the last grain will drain through the neck
Just as will the last breath of air trickle through mine
I hope that, by then
I've left the world just slightly better than I've found
I hope that, by then
I've made my ancestors truly proud
I hope that, by then
My morals, the world's failed to drown
I pray for all our forgiveness, collectively
The road's still long yet
The night's still young
The day's yet to come
The light'll be there, eventually
I believe- no. I hope
Faith will be my guide again
Faith will take my hand once more
I pray you find your faith, too
For without faith, we all inevitably fall