Sunday, January 23, 2022

Day No One’s Likely to Remember

Then again, define no one.
You might not remember this,
But this was the day someone

Bought a car only to have
It break down on the way home,
The day that the hospital

Was too full to take someone,
The day someone lost their job
And someone found a new one,

And that’s just your neighborhood.
No, this day wasn’t minor,
In that it was many days,

Billions of days all at once.
If you lived billions of days,
You’d live some memorable ones.

It’s just most days of your own,
Each your own, are like this one,
Not to be remembered long,

And no one can live billions.
The billions come all at once,
Until all of them are gone.

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