Dusts blown away
Carried along by the wind
Erasing traces of lives
Evidence, saying we were here
Blown away throughout time
Rainfalls, washing away
Proof that we once existed
Finishing wind’s left overs
Footprints of those from yesterday
Left imprinted in the sands; forgotten
In a hundred years from now
Others shall walk the same paths
Without knowing there were others
Sharing the same feelings and pain
Experiencing similar problems
Life, doesn’t last long
Never seems to be enough
No matter how hard we tried
Unfair, leaving those behind
To walk through life alone
Copyright by Tan Nguyen
Sunday 16th of October 2016
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