a glimpse of the gone days

As i walk through history
I see the forgotton lives
Their smile so alive
Though each heart has died

As i see the frozen time
I dissolve in the crowd,
Be it a procession
By any community
Thier thoughts lost in the situation,
Though that "today" has turned into "yesterday"

As i glance at the dark rooms
In which stay thousands
The innocents caught from storms
Thier eyes filled with hope
Though that hope for the future
now became the past

Then i look into the mirror
I prepare myself
For getting forgotten
My mind thinking about the "future"
Which will be called the"past"