Everything will turn to dust, you say
Since Earth will soon blow up someday, anyway
If that's the case, nothing matters any more, does it not?
In the length of time, the almighty will all perish, no matter how grand, how significant they are
So why, for mere lowly mortals as us, to try, anymore

But is it all like what you think?
If that's the case, aren't we all the same?
But we're not, aren't we?
Can you see, how odd, while we know we'll die
People keep pushing forward
Till the end of time

Remember, all the time they make us laugh,
All the time, they make you smile,
All the time, they draw tears from your eyes,
Is it all futile?
Is it not worthwhile?

Don't you compare, anything, to the magnitude of the universe,
For then won't everything pale in comparison?
For then everything will turn meaningless,
It's all coldness, and void, however majestic,
You know, the universe's beauty,
Is admired by our eyes only,
If we're all die, no one will be there to marvel the universe,
And honestly, it doesn't need us, it doesn't need nothing,

But we need everything,
We need so much, we question our being,
I realize, what we need the most, is each other
Why not try, to look around us,
What matters, it lives in human's heart,
Since the start of mankind, since they learnt to love, and to joke and to laugh,
They've been making impact,
Yes, there's the type of impact of the asteroids,
All the things man destroys, with bombs and gun noises,
But there's also, the impact in our heart,
Bring others happiness, bring others joy,
Share our memories, we live in each other's hearts

That's how different, a man with legacy,
With the things he grew, the things he taught,
They may not stay, but they'll be the base,
The foundation, for something else they precede,
From the remnants, the dust of something dead,
Grow the trees others can enjoy,
But the remnants that I wish to left here,
Is not a decaying corpse, being compost for the dirt and trees only,
For even an animal can contribute more to a tree than its dead body,
So what I want to contribute,
Is the smile on my family's faces,
Is the laughter on my friend's faces,
Is the relief, the realization that dawns on me during a shower or a stroll,
I cherish it with all cells of my body,
I may not know what job I will do,
But if it have some "remnants" in people lives, then I'll be so happy,
That job may be hard, but I hope I can find it fun and fulfilling for the time I do it,
So that's the impact of artists, musicians and entertainers,
When they make people feel emotions, and feel alive, even when life is mind-numbing,
That's why I admire them, and kind of want to join them,
But sometimes liking some jobs doesn't mean you can do it as well as others, as well

But only time will tell, if I will be one,
Just now, I know I'm a writer, with one reader, that is myself.
Because I know I'll always be here for myself when I need me the most.