Such a story our lives can tell,
from our birth, to our very death,
Whether we fail, or manage to excel,
from the first to last breath.
All the choices that we make,
leave a mark on our timeline,
every success to every mistake,
is how we become defined.
If we all kept a time chart,
and a journal, of our adventures,
a record would be left, when we depart,
our story, otherwise lost, now endures.
Any of the elders you may speak too,
can give a personal account of history,
maybe a war they survived through,
which would have been left an unknown mystery.
Maybe they lived through the Great Depression,
or remember the day J.F.K. was shot,
how about those that dealt with Oppression,
or when the Charles Manson cult was caught.
There could be more simple tales,
of births and loves in the past,
when people wrote letters, not emails,
or the things they bought, would actually last.
A time before Rock and Roll bands,
before Global Warming was a threat,
when people, before marriage, only held hands,
before the majority of people, lived in debt.
Possibly think of talking more,
to the ones who've lived longer than us,
they have the stories, for you to explore,
and all their memories to discuss.
Keep track of all that you do,
to someone, someday, it may mean everything,
all the things from your life, that are true,
'cause in your timeline, your chart, you are King.
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