When life’s no more than each breath we take,
Than the days and nights that we call the past,

Materialism’s at its Zenith Now
But, Money can’t buy God nor ever will,

It’s not about Perfection
But, all about Connection,

The look in your eyes is no surprise,
The fear I see is meant to be

I think I knew who lived here once
And, I think, I knew him well,

Twilight, that time between sunset and nightfall
When Orange, nay Red, is the colour of the sky,

Is AI the  way forward, or
Out there to destroy Humanity,
 

O waning moon, where do you go?
Why are you not on constant show?

Milestones are milestones, mere distance recorders
How you travelled and journeyed unknown,

Each grain of Sand does a message carry
Stagnation’s ruin, do not tarry,