Being listened to and heard is one of the greatest desires of the human heart.
To find you
The same way I left you,
Oh, that would be a shame.
Whether you were well
Or down on your fortune,
To be stagnant is a disgrace.
Time is a currency meant to be spent,
Not killed, nor simply passed by,
But it should be spent wisely,
Invested and well accounted,
And enjoyed one moment at a time.
To leave you
The way I found you,
Now, that is a sin for sure!
While, I need not sermonize,
Criticize or scold,
I have a duty to add to your greatness
Whenever we may meet.
It’s my duty as God’s creation
To increase your value
Even if it means I never speak.
If all you require is an open ear,
Then that I will be, for you, with honor.
For to listen,
Is to fulfill your heart’s greatest desire.
Who am I to deprive you of such a treasure?
To live in a box,
Is to regard life as a trifle!
For, to a box we will go
As our final resting place.
When we lay in rest,
Friends and family will recount
Precious moments of our lives.
This audit of time will be marked
By anecdotes of the marks we left on them.
May those memories be kind and true
Whether we receive accolades or not.
You can’t take your treasures with you
When you die.
Don’t exit this world,
Without leaving a deposit.