Damnatio Memoriae
a poem
You want to vanish?
Really disappear?
Roll out of bed
And look in your mirror
***
Over 117 billion
Human souls ever born
Barely 2 million remembered
Within Wikipedia’s tomes
***
Offended?
Reality’s often harsh.
Finality calls
Like faces in the Dead Marshes
***
So why not live?
An abrupt refocus
Don’t trudge forth
Strike dynamic poses
***
If we beat the same paths
Our ambitions tamed
Every destination's the same
Entombed, unnamed
***
Harken to me, break your soul free
Chase wild and wonderful dreams
Before your time vanishes within routine
And you remain ever obscured, unseen
***
We’re born vanished
Two dates and a dash
It’s up to you
To fill in the gap
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Matthew J. Fromm
Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.
Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).
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