Someday when I am old
My story will be told
When the life is gone and my body cold
Will my soul have been sold
As the past scenes begin to unfold

Someday in the future
My name will be mentioned
As one who was real to the culture
And was never scared to be cautioned
Someday when the body has lost its composure

What will be said of me
What will posterity have in record
Will I have attained all I planned to be
As the lifeless body is placed on the board
And the soul long gone

Random musings on a Thursday morning on my way to work!