Make a mark

We see the end

Right from the start

The clock is ticking

I could break your heart

Knowing the futility

If all we do while living

Pointless endeavours

You could be forgiven

For wondering

Just what is the point?

What’s the reason

For going on?

Its to make your make

To shine your light

Maybe in a way

They will tell stories about

Live long in memories

And discover the truth

We are defined by what we do

We can be remembered

We can end unknown

We can be the seed that grows

Into a beautiful flower

Or we can wilt like a weed

For how you live

Determines the mark we leave.

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