Thrive  --  they say
Be alive   --   they say
but then I wake up everyday
to a dying world
filled with so much pain?
This wasn't part of the plan.

and when will we come to understand:
It's all gone;
sand dropped straight out
from our parted fingertips of ignorance

and we're clutching
at something
that holds little-to-no mass
or structure
for the masses

All the grains are
settling now
at the bottom of the
hourglass;
we've seen it all,
wiped out every
beautiful species
with a tusk to make
furniture
and brought back
the ones
that died before
our time, regardless to how the
course of nature was
designed..

The hourglass
is filled with dust
(to the brim)
I'm afraid
flipping it over to
allow for more time
won't work
any longer--
There is no more room
to linger

Thrive  --  they say.

thriving
conniving
climbing
destroying

"They" can't speak.
"They" no longer exist.