The hour was nigh, the day upon us.
Hopes cascaded over our beings,
A butterfly in themselves,
Mesmerizing with their beauty.
Nothing seemed impossible,
For life, itself seemed a paradisiac
To be or not to be, that would be the question
A little more time lost
A little more time gone to waste
And now, all that remains:
Ashes and dust, nothing more
The façade fell to pieces
The mask lifted
And nothing remained
Oh, never did it remain.
