WHO AM I?

Who am I?

Who was I?

A man.

A woman.

A doctor.

A soldier.

Maybe a murderer.

Does it matter?

Does it matter anymore?

We all end up the same.

Underground.

Buried.

We end up as skeletons.

But it is how we are

remembered

that matters.

Our memory lingers on.

Remembered as a

doctor,

soldier,

or murderer.

It’s your choice.