We lived in a world made of sand
Our castles built under moonlight
They stood tall and they stood grand
Beacons of hope filled the night.
With day break came the change of tide
Our kingdom fell and was washed away.
Victims of unending pride
Hearts left broken and dismayed,
Disillusioned we parted ways.
Surreal mirrors broken
Reflecting on better days
Before Veritas had awoken.
Colm Hayes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sandcastle/
