The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 93 Poem by Flying Lemming

I was asked today if I would be remembered
If any of my work will last beyond me
If my name will be mentioned when I am gone
Will anything go down in history

Will the verses I write ring right round the world
When I am no longer here
Will people still comment to me what they think
When I’m not around to hear

Will the poems still live for many years
When I am no longer around
Will the words fill the sky up above
When I am deep underground

I thought about this, and then I said
‘I wont care, I’ll be dead’