A Name Lost, Is A Life Lost

They say, you know you have died

When no one remembers your name

So what of the great heroes of old,

Who had fallen in their time?

Are they not dead right now,

For their names still echo

In the pages of books

And their likeliness remains

In statues of marble

Where people speak their names

And cherish their memories

They say, your life will not fade

Till your name escapes for a last time

From the depths of a person’s heart

And I lay here, wondering

At the bottom of a cold, dark chasm

If I have been dead

For a while now