If such a man be lost on earth,
and hawks his only reminder,
who then remembers the man?

If such a man be found on earth,
and himself his only reminder,
who then remembers the inquiry?

If such a man befriend another,
and another is given the want of the man,
who then remembers the blessing?

If such a man discover a joy,
and others covet that joy,
who then remembers the origin?

If such a man lives life in fantasy,
and another wishes to join him,
who then remembers reality?

If such a man does find life,
and another does claim it is death,
who then remembers the truth?

If such a man goes on a journey,
and himself he does find,
who then remembers where they came from?

I am such a man, tasting the fruit of life.
I am such a man who has known its value.
I am such a man that unwittingly forgot.
I am such a man that discovered.
I am such a man that has held his desires.
I am such a man who’s been asked for them.
I am such a man who was lost, and then found.
I am such a man traveling from fantasy to fantasy.

If reality is that I should suffer in vain,
and reality is that I shall prosper in vain,
and reality is that what is mine shall be taken,
and reality is what I give is undesired,
then reality for me shall be absurd and ridiculous.

Because….
I am such a man who knows truth in the dark,
and knows truth in the light,
and knows love during hate,
and love during love,
and peace during war,
and war during peace.

My choice, as a man, is to stand either way.
My choice is too remember.

Ryan o0o