The Caretaker
I am just the caretaker,
everything in my life is on loan,
did you know that?
I only realize that now.
should have seen that in the very beginning
from the very start.
Mother, father, grandmother
all the people I knew, gone,
my half hearted achievements
and my success is all on loan,
all so unimportant and insignificant now.
Everything is temporary
and for a specified time
but comes with interest down the line.
All we think we own
is not truly ours,
to be left behind one day.
We are only caretakers
except for our souls
which we get to keep
and answer for
in the end.
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