Was Kilroy Here

There will be no carved monument a notable nothings chisel to say “ Kilroy was here ” no mentions for mournful obituary the local newspapers won’t hear All but slow faded loggerhead so much struggling for remember me the acquittal of yesterdays memory announced by the digital alarms by their bed With those bauble paraphernalia's of surviving the counterfeit collection of reasoning why in ticker-tape parades of paper-chase fluttering falling bedazzled from an empty sky And so in all the desperation's of grabbing having must have its wanting these needful things of the glitter ball room of living Each daily's confrontation each bent back to meet the challenge rips away the life's gift wrapping only to discover there is nothing Every breath fallen to detention their hours spilled inconsequential no connection connection no the void of cognizance competes for survival Was Kilroy ever here present attentive on the register of arrival was there ever a miracle so ignored on the fateful day when the world is born Some woeful history in a libraries chronicle containing the graffiti of unknown scribbling left to proclaim all we would need is surely to be in the paraphernalia of surviving