History
We write diaries
We take pictures
We tell stories
Make notes
Compile books
Draw maps
We do everything we can
To record what has happened
What we did
What we saw
Who we met
What we learned
We want so badly to remember
And to leave behind remnants
That others can remember us by
And we dig up ancient ruins
And study their artefacts
And translate their writings
Because we want to know them
And we want to remember them
We’re obsessed with remembering
Remembering our friends our family our ancestors our neighbours
Remembering ourselves and our history
We mark the graves of people we love
So we can remember them long after their bodies have mixed with the earth
We take out old albums and look through them every now and then
Remembering people we haven’t heard from in decades
We read stories of people we never even met
Heroes and writers, musicians and fighters
And we miss them all the same
We say please don’t leave me don’t forget me
I promise I’ll never forget you
I could never forget you
And all the while we’re scared
We’re so scared
That despite all our best efforts
We might still forget
