Never forget
Time eternal never ends
It goes on straight, and never bends.
But what of us, the ending souls?
Whom die and live as the bell tolls.

Our lives are short; a single hour,
Besides the ever-stretching tower.
There a moment, gone the next,
Like letters in a lengthy text.

I'm sorry for failing to keep in touch,
But then again, it don't matter much.
We wouldn't have more time to talk,
As every forward we must walk.

Our paths are short and very narrow,
No freedom like the flying sparrow.
We walk across the brittle way,
We briefly chat, but cannot stay.

We used to walk on, side by side.
But then, one day, I got a ride.
I made a wrong turn, a simple mistake.
I didn't know what would be at stake.

Our pathways diverged, goodbye, my friend.
I'll see you at the very end.
Farewell.