We're all Just Dust-Eventually.

I dig for treasure. I dig for gold. I dig for stories left untold. I dig for passion hiding in the dark. I dig for the meadow. I dig for the lark. I dig for knowledge. I dig for truth. I dig on paths already used. I dig for people lacking spark. I dig for a fire. I dig for hearts. I dig people. I dig you. You dig her, she doesn't dig you. She digs him, He digs me, and when we look up we see past our shovels and mud, we're all the same inside- everyone. We all have skin. We all have bones. We all have bodies. We all have souls. We all have livers. We all have spleens. We all have silence. We all have screams. We all have morals. We all have lust. And when we die, We are all just dust. I dig for treasure. I dig for gold. And I dig for dreams, I dig for goals. I dig not just for the future, not just for the past. I dig for the present. Although it never lasts. I dig for knowledge. I dig for truth. I dig for the trapped. I dig for the abused. I dig for you. I dig for me. I dig for everyone to see, we are all just dust- eventually.

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