In This Wonderful Grand City


Here we are living,
In this wonderful grand city
Some of us bursting with pride,
Ignorance, or wallowing in self-pity.
With the multitude of problems in this universe
One might scoff at the idea of performing verse
For we confuse doing a little as an objective so brittle
And so let’s just go ahead and belittle –
Whatever minor act of good is out there
Because with their grand scheme of a victory, it just doesn’t compare.-

But instead of judging who’s doing more or less
Know that time in incremental bits passes
And before you know it,
To make it all fit,
You start asking yourself,
All certainty on shelf –
Am I here to make change, or am I here to make a name?
An ensemble of basic settlers
That came from a land of alphabetic letters
A simple initially empty word
That soon creates a crowded world… A name.-

Now allow your imagination to run amiss
And try really hard to picture this:
You stumble on a name of someone gone
Yet the name bears a legacy as bright as the dawn…
The name is associated with success & cleverness
The name is associated with intelligence & self-agence… A name.
This name becomes a brand, leaves a mark where it lands
The name was given life after the named left this life
A simple ensemble of lines called single letters
Meaningless at birth but meaningful seemingly forever– A name.
And everywhere you encounter this name
Always honored in some fancy hall of fame
Now take your imagination one step higher
Be ready for this – because baby, you’re on fire! –
Picture for a moment it’s not just a name…
But it’s your name.

Are you perfectly satisfied now?
Do you feel this was the answer to your life’s how?
If you made a name out of real change, then I’m really happy for you
But if you made “change” out of a name, then please let me break through,
And say that your reason of being
Exactly who you are
Was to develop skills, talents,
And let them take you quite far
Take you farther than yourself
Into the real world we call a mess
Seek out from cursed days moments blessed,
And where you cannot find none, you create
Not daring to belittle any deed,
Lest it may be most great —

So maybe you’ll leave behind nothing but fame
And consider yourself hence having won at life’s game
Or maybe you will leave one good, powerful memory
For someone that no one knows
No one cares about, no one needs,
But little had you known that that incremental small act of kindness,
Was only the seed
Starting as fleeting and spontaneously quick as time itself,
Of something great
Occurring perhaps a little later
But perfectly aligned with fate.-

Change for sublime takes its own sweet time
Progress is a slow and steady process
As if made from soft soap,
Patience and hope are found on a slippery slope
But everything within your capacity
Is in tune with real achievability
So forget about the name,
Forget about the fame,
And go make some change,
Regardless where you be
Especially in this wonderful grand city.

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3 comments on “In This Wonderful Grand City

  1. Beautifully written! Despite the pain we might all feel, the instant in seeing a spark in someone’s eyes is what counts most. No need for a brand name for that!

    Thank you for sharing!

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