You will forget me when I’m gone
Despite your protests and your sincere attempts not to
You will forget me when I’m gone
Why should you remember me like you did when I was alive
Why should I frequently pop into your consciousness
I’ve lost my voice and my body has disintegrated
My phone lies unanswered as my number is uncalled
My profile page stays stagnant as it is no longer updated
My clothes and shoes have dispersed
My car passed down or sold
My offices and positions occupied by another
So why will you remember me?
Because you love me you say
Because you hate me some others may say
I admit the former will remember me long
At least significantly four times a year after four years or so
As the frequency diminishes from every day to every week to every fortnight to…..
Stimulating smiles and silent tears as the ache diminishes
Although love never dies, the dead die, and the living live…
Life is for the living they rightly say
It is about new experiences every day
New impacts every day
New irritations, pleasures and higher levels of arrogance or humility
Which only the living can exhibit
The dead have run their race
Their footprints etched in the sands of time
Their pictures and videos buried atop new ones of the living
Eventually forgotten by many
Which is why I say you will forget me when I’m gone….
Gone with my potential, fulfilled or unfulfilled
Gone with words spoken and unspoken
Gone with secrets hidden which may or may never be exposed
Gone to the other sphere where mysteries are solved
As I wait to see if there is indeed judgment, elevation and condemnation
Realization of which will bring tears if the dead do cry
Tears of joy or pain
I will be forgotten in eternity by many of those left behind
Forgotten like the many who went before me
Even Jesus is forgotten by those who know him in the midst of sin
Although major impact and eternal literature keep him alive
But the impact of the above average Joe like me is less
And the books are not always printed for all to read and pass along
Staying power of up to a hundred years hard to achieve
Eventually forgotten as dust covers, water washes, rubble distorts and aging erase my prints……
I will be forgotten even by many who teared up on the news of my passing
They are not hypocrites and the tears are not reptile in nature
The emotion is genuine and the love is real
The pain is deep and I will be missed
But alas I will be eventually forgotten
Because time heals wounds
Because the clock keeps on ticking
Because they have their own race to run
Because that’s just the way it is
I’m not hurt that I will be forgotten
I can’t blame anyone for forgetting me
I will not beg to be remembered
Because I know I will be remembered just as I will be forgotten
All I hope is that when I’m thought of
I will be remembered of for good and with a smile
Before I slip into the recesses of your mind
To make occasional reappearances
Until we meet again to remember each other frequently
And be eventually forgotten by the world we have departed from
As we rest in the peace of eternity
Your children will never forget…Never. My Dad passed away in 1995, 23+ years ago..I have taken him with me for the last 23 years..He’s the first person I think of when I know I would have made him proud, I think of him when the road is rough.
I think of him when I call my mum, thinking I would have been calling him too. I think of him when I look at my son and my nephews and nieces, knowing how much he would have loved them
. I remember always how much he loved me. I remember his kindness to all, his generosit, what a good kind Physician he was.. how proud he would have been I became a Physician.
My Father has been gone 23 years but not a day passes that I do not think of him in some way or that I’m not reminded of him.
You will not be forgotten.
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Indeed, a lot of people will not be forgotten. The story actually says that but mainly expresses the reality of our existence. How often do we think of some loved ones while they are alive? The trappings of daily living push them to the back of our minds. After departure from earth, we hold on to the memories and bring them to the fore less frequently over time (like you said) but we move on and mourn less.
However a time will come when we will all most likely be forgotten……like our great, great, great grandfathers, who no one living today remembers.
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I agree We should never let familiarity an the hustle of everyday life make us forget those we care about when they are still with us.
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