Lasting Traces

When we are gone
What lingering trace shall be;
A novel notion’s dawn,
Notoriety?

What pebble might we move,
To leave a lasting mark;
What purpose will it prove,
As future comes to hark?

Is the point to make,
Our ego swell with pride,
Or shall we this forsake,
For a better side?

When the earth’s days end,
What have our past lives meant;
Shall we have been friends,
Is wisdom what we've lent?


by Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater