I am nothing
I do not exist
I am invisible
with no Facebook page
no Twitter follows
Does anyone know I’m here?
Hello?
in the vastness
that is space and time
how many thinking beings
have lived and died forgotten?
Contemplate the living billions
few of whom have made a mark;
I count myself as one of them
a clump of earth then soon forgot.
Back when Caesar walked the earth
I’m sure the millions thought the same
never having done great things
so unlike the brave Achilles.
Some of us have dreams no longer,
some incapable of dreams;
As for me I still do dream
while contemplating poetry
to strive to write what others read;
to know myself;
of the City of Ideas
a full citizen be
for in the end
I am a soul
carrying a corpse
someday running with the stars
and if no one remembers these poems
save my children and their children
well then, is that not too
a glorious thing?
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I completely get this one, Frank. So much potentially achieved, lost in the sheer scale of the universe that we still fail to understand completely. It all means nothing, ultimately.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Don’t worry, I have no Face book page and Twitter account either. I as one of 731 followers to you know you are here. Sleep tight tonight – and if you sleep too long, pinch your arm and the pain will tell you’re real and not lost in a dream 🙂
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Beautiful reflection, Frank. Especially loved the following verses:
“I am a soul / carrying a corpse / someday running with the stars”
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