
It is a deeply personal regret that I share
As time goes by I am increasingly aware
That there is nothing consequential I might be able to leave
Behind me, there was a time when I did believe
I had something to offer the world that was valuable
I had something unique I could bring to the table
But as the years keep rolling by my life increasingly appears
Insignificant and inconsequential, I fear
That at the end, it would be an insipid life lived
And nothing meaningful to the world I would have been able to give..
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What service I can provide to the world, I’m trying to explore
I have my primary vocation but I want to do something more
What exactly I should do, is a question that has become
Existential at this time, I have ideas none..
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Let me just put my head down and concentrate
On the daily responsibilities I already have on my plate
If nothing else, I hope I can exemplify
The value of doing honest day to day work under the sky
