Literature
Epilogue
Yesterday !...the ash which seldom keeps a random shape intact -
What's left from the pass of time; no mercy, like a scorching wave...
Or a smile, ripped, torn apart, no longer able to react,
Yesterday...a hero story - rotten bones inside a grave...
Today?...dying lights - stars fading, as they follow one way goals;
Dreams unscarred, still far away from fate's so cruel reality.
A tall peak, where yearn lies in wait, to see what future holds,
Or the edge where wish and memory are destined one to be.
Tomorrow?...a shrug, as answer to a riddle - not a test:
Heaven...hell... Up there, with angels, or simply left underground?
Hopeless h