The Sum
Worth, as the world sees it
Calculated by what you have,
Not by who you are
Just another fly in the jar.
Value,
Is it determined of your accumulation of things
Or your use to others
Your existance brings.
Asset,
How others benefit from your gain
Will they reap the rewards
After your death they attain
Remembrance,
Dying alone,
Your life a living memory
Or just another faceless name
Etched in stone.
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