and the speck sayith "what is my purpose in life"


The screaming of an insecure dust speck

I will never be as wonderful a person as you
I will never have time for all you wish to do
I will never be as great or have as much fame
I will never burn as bright or ignite quite a flame

I will never be as beautiful
I will never be as wonderful
I will never be as you are
I will never be so great

I will never write as you do
I will never play as you do
I will never say what you do
I will never wait as you do

What use then am I good for?
What purpose do I serve?
Everyones better in many a way
And what can I do but close the door?

All I have is humiliy I guess
All I have is love
But what do virtues count for these days?
Nothing I have is what is best.



Poetry by Joe Fern
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Written on 2007-10-11 at 04:39

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Rob Graber
Nicely done; "I will never..." repetition really works; excellent expression of a certain frame of mind...
2007-10-11