True Tragedy Poem by Coen Carter

The true tragedy of my life is that I’ve watched my birth; my
life and my death and in my arrogance believed the passing
moments belonged to me
It’s only now I realise they were never mine at all
Moments pass; and we are given to our memory and then a
memory will pass given to a life; and then a life will pass and
we are given to time
We own nothing in this life but are free to experience
everything with the knowledge that it all has to be returned
on the way out.