Dragging in the dust of time
Wishing it would end but I know it will never
Having that never ending hunger that never ending thirst
To know will I make it to that green hope for life Instead of the gray doom of death watching time take away the lives around me
Asking God will he give me enough time to get to that green place of hope?
Or will he leave me to my dusty grave
There is never enough time when I know I’m going to die
But always enough when I know I’m still alive
But God gives me no answer so time just drags on and on to that never ending death
Now wishing god would open his gate before
All my loved ones are dead
No one but me to care for to die for I just lay here in my dusty grave
Waiting for time to embrace with the dust of my grave
So that the only thing left will be my bones
And a note that says “Here lays a man who was dragging in the dust of time”
© Copyright 2016 Charley Black. All rights reserved.