Be good, be bad.
Have things, have none.
Give love, taste love.
Feel power, share the wealth.
Keep every penny all to yourself.
Learn the game, change your name.
Watch the sky and never cry.
But remember this, when you are dead.
All these words, I never said.
You were never here, I was never there.
Ask anyone, see if they care.
. . . and now you're dust and time has past.
Did you come first or were you last?
Poetry by Kaydee.
You arrived with nothing and
you'll go with nothing.
All except those who'll remain with you, enriching your ongoing soul because they are what make you beautiful.
