What difference can I make
In the end?
Greatness, honour, fame;
I hold no claim to these;
I hold no Illusions.
When Judgement comes, I
Know not if I will be saved.
I merely live; nay, survive
On this water ridden rock.
What difference can I make
In the end?
No great task has befallen me,
No great weight upon these shoulders.
I work, and live, to prevent the
Rapid reproduction of chick and calf;
And gradually destroy the beauty in this world.
So f**k ambition!
F**k ‘the plan’!
Live not for misplaced purpose
But live for love.
After all,
We merely live; nay, survive
On this water ridden rock.