Fossils
She said
One day all this will be gone,
like the dinosaurs.
Except there won’t be any fossils,
everything will be blasted away
to sand.
So what is it all for?
I said
Perhaps it’s all for nothing,
a big fat ZERO.
Why does it have to be for anything
anyway all these whys are childish.
That’s the truth
she said.
When there is nothing left to remember,
no one left to remember that nothing,
when nature is just dirt,
what I did and what you did
will be lost to eternity.
So I could rob a bank or kill my neighbour.
Why not do good things instead,
she said.
And I thought about that as I walked home.