In Time's Shadow

 The wheels of time turn unceasingly,

All goals of grandeur drift farther apart,

Fellows about me leave not their comforts,

And yet surpass me in all realms, with ease, teasingly.

I have not a singular scar on me,

I have sacrificed not a shred of joy,

And yet I dream of victory, unearned,

Of being a man, but I am yet a mere boy.

If you walk briskly going about your affairs, and turn not your head, not one time,

If you have an unending hunger in you, and yet remain unchanged by food & wine,

If you maintain a solemn manner through times joyous & full of sorrow,

If you live for a purpose today, unbothered by what could be, tomorrow,

The wheels of time shall continue to turn,

But you will be the one to turn them.