At the end of it all, all we are is lines drawn into the sands of time…
Lines, to be erased by the crashing waves and torrential winds.

Hear this,
When the last grain of sand falls from the hourglass that is my life,
My name will be permanently etched into the sands of time, never being erased or forgotten.

I will rattle the stars and shake the earth
I will not be forgotten
I will not be silenced.