In the void of space, a relic stands,
A giant ship, from distant lands.
Its hull bears scars from eons past,
A testament to time's shadows cast.
Once gleaming metal, now worn and rusted,
The passage of time, it cannot be trusted.
Through cosmic storms and starry skies,
It drifts alone, where no one lies.
Windows shattered, engines cold,
Echoes of tales, untold.
Within its halls, silence reigns,
As memories fade, and time remains.
A million years, a journey long,
Yet still it floats, amidst the throng.
A derelict, lost in space's grasp,
A monument to time's cruel clasp.