My Mark

by

Faye Hoffman

Here today and gone tomorrow.
A life of pain,of guilt,and sorrow.
Nothing to show for all my life.
Just working and paying,struggle and strife.

Time is running out,soon it will be dark.
What do I do in this World,
for me to leave my mark?

Is it not enough,that I am part of all,
this Universe has made,of creatures big and small?
Brought here for a reason,somehow I play a part.
A contribution to society,although my days are short.

Everyone has a purpose,on this Earth,
the day they're born.
As much as the waters and skies,
or even the roses thorn.

Grown from the Earth,a part of the Universe,
in no certain order,where noone comes first.
We are all alike,the animals,plants,and man.
From the same mother,we all come,
all a part of the land.

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