We are the forgotten

The ones who can’t remember

Who we really are.

A series of events

Has helped in our forgetting.


Happens, hurts

So we forget,

Maybe we never knew

All the light, goodness

We really are.

It is our job


To be in the business of remembering.

Of discovering our worth

Shouting it high off every mountain

Inspiring along the way.

Once we remember

Our inherent goodness

It will be all we can do

To help inspire others

To remember

A chain of remembering

Coming back to ourselves.

One flame

Jumping from one to another

In time.

Remembering doesn’t have a time limit,

It can happen in an instant

An instant that takes years to come by.

When it happens



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