Dust To Sand Poem by Elisha De La Rosa

We are all particles of the world's hourglass
One falls, and there goes the rest
Dust to sand, everything relapse
Rules are meant to be followed according to God's plan

Do we recycle in time?
Born into a place called afterlife
The truth we are unsure to find
But all we done is left behind

Dust to sand, will our wounds mend?
God, we are not easy to forget
Dust to sand, hours descend
Once you're gone its easy to feel regret.

How long, do we tend to hold a grudge?
Too long, my desires won't be fulfilled!
Dream on I race death till the end
When he makes it, I'll greet him as an old friend

Death will always be a mystery
Not under the strings of some divined beast
Please leave a piece of history
Uncertainty in our lives seem to cease

We each have our own belief
At the end will we be relieved?
Follow a book, follow a lie
We don't know who's there to greet us at the end of our life.

Too long we want to move on
So long, we want to belong
Demands made to keep us here
Our lives bloom, seeded sincere
We are the garden and death grows near
It's too soon, I'll come back dear.

(12/13/11)