And now for a moment of wisdom

Hourglass

A painted red sky,

With the colors still bleeding;

But the moment of truth;

Vanquishes all the needing.

A waste of past moments;

So stuck in the distance.

My hourglass run out;

And forced into resistance.

As you hunt for your life;

You’re the monster or prey.

Your decision is priceless;

Live running; or stay.