• The essence of life,
    a spark in the dark,
    blown out by a million breaths.

    Everyone walksby the graves,
    without a single glance.
    Nobody cares about their loss,
    or about the lost last chance.

    Weeds cover the resting place,
    the tombstones are now crumbled.
    People stuck in their own scheduals,
    without a thought to stray.

    One child remembers the laughter.
    One child fights the dark.
    One spark begins to ignite others.