Epitaph

Looking back. Did it matter,

Is that what my epitaph

Will read?

When the tears become the lessons

You teach your children.

When the roads you took as a child

Have been torn apart by businessmen.

When the buildings scrape the sky

The way birds used to.

Did it matter?

Fighting for believes

Wars never solved

And we never agree after all

So in the aftermath we are left

Believing no one

Watching our breath

Freeze before it touches the face

Of a lover, that time has erased.

I found out the hard way

That it’s impossible to find.

The answer we always look for.

There is no quiz, no multiple choice answer

Because we all would guess

The letter C.

You see,

There will never be another me

And no one cares to see me anyway.

Because once my friends have left

So has my legacy.

Whatever legacy I had.

And the stars won’t even see me leave this world

They will be to busy watching other things.

Why do I lead an honest life,

If once I’m gone I’m free

Of any burden this cold world

Has pressed upon me.

It’s as if everything we’ve done.

Never has been.

Would you do it all again?