What of our dust

eyes

What of our dust
who will trample upon it
in generations to come ?

What of our love
who will remember it
when the seas rise ?

What of our stars
who will read them
and make sense

of the lives we lived ?
What of here and now
and how and where

will it end ?

John Lyons

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