The Grains of Time

January 18, 2009
By Salman Husain, Wichita, KS

The Grains of Time

The Hourglass is running

the silky sand slides down
No longer will the minstrels sing

The kings won't wear their crowns

The Hourglass is running

and the end of time is near
Release mortal desires

of hunger, no longer fear

The Hourglass is running

it's merciless to all
The poor, the rich, the strong, the weak

together they will fall

Of your tongue, your hand and mind

be weary evermore
The Hourglass is running

So stop your sins before


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