Being will not suffice.
Passion isn’t passive.
Do or don’t? Can’t or won’t?
The time is Now.

Will you loiter on life’s corners
Watching others for direction?
Or strike out alone and wander,
Taking chances as they pass?

Will history remember your name?
Or will your voice remain
Just a feeble squeak
On the wind?

Do you matter?
What’s your point?
Do you crave significance
In this world of mediocrity?