Like once-white stone,
Soot-stained to gray;
Like once-bright silver,
Tarnished by shades;
It was not the intention,
Not the design
Yet somehow
Inevitable –
A fate etched in time.
Like once-white stone,
Soot-stained to gray;
Like once-bright silver,
Tarnished by shades;
It was not the intention,
Not the design
Yet somehow
Inevitable –
A fate etched in time.
