Chance Poem by Arik Fletcher

If tomorrow were the end of this,
the end of pain, of happiness,
could you say that you lived it well?
and what great stories would you tell?

If all the world was set to fall,
no peace, no war, no law at all,
could you say that you'd made a mark?
and tell of how you used your spark?

If all of this were at an end,
no family, no foe or friend,
could you say that you'd lived it right?
Or will you make a change tonight?