Fading spectra

The loss of memory is forgotten in the wind

The moment we die before the breathe falter,

We are a fading spectra struggling to the end

And life flushes out the things we cannot alter.

Stand to surrender and wave the battered flag

On chosen fields of love and career misery,

Some battles we win, but in others we drag

Our soul from the ground to unlikely victory

Taste the peace in whose arms we are thrown

The lifeline might find a rope to love and climb

Happier days of virtue spent loitering at home,

Leave the cares and thoughts for others to find.

A world in upheaval resigns from gaining riches

To a sense of serenity in peace and happiness