In this mock-celeb world
Where any random moment
May stream a flicker meteor-like
Across the world in acclaim,
How difficult must be the afterwards
Of a long life for an ever wannabe
Who remains only a once-was?
What pain comes from unrealized
Dreams in that long life outside
The clamor and light?
What anger comes with the permanence
Of an error reported and remembered
Merely for its wrongness
Though each ripple of memory
Tortures the scars left behind?
What anguish comes with the echoes
Of destruction reverberating
Interrupting the otherwise unremarkable.
Repeating every hour, then day after day
Into yearly anniversaries,
Pinpointed in every decade forever,
‘Lest we forget’—
As if the witnesses and victims
Every could?
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