Significance
Within the breast of each
a human heart aspires to reach
goodness
greatness
and some measure of glory.
Hidden in the heart yearns
a soul that long ago learns
to accept
frailty
fragility
and some measure of folly.
Deep within and hidden in the soul
a consciousness stirs awake to the cold
realization of
insignificance
inconsequence
and some measure of insanity.
Down in humanity’s empty cavity
a spirit-being belies the vanity
of searching
seeking
for some measure of security
in the knowledge that
someone perhaps
might remember me.
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