According to the physical article (blue, Ohio State U. organization folder) it was written on, and in black ink, it is inscribed: “07/16/05 3:16PM” Entered into Computer: Saturday, July 16th, 2005 3:21PM
Person Without A Name
- Jeremy M. Dinovo
A NAME, A LIFE, AN END.
A START, A PERSON, DEAR FRIEND.
TOO SHORT, TOO LITTLE, TOO LATE,
WE LOVE, WE LOSE, WE HATE.
BUT STILL, WE DON’T KNOW HOW TO
APPRECIATE THE SOUL.
WE DANCE, OUR WALTZ ABOUT THIS ROOM,
WE AVAIL, BRIDES GAIN THEIR GROOM.
ONE TIME, IT APPEARS SO CLEAR,
BUT STILL, WONDER YEAR TO YEAR
HOW TO APPRECIATE THE SOUL.
WE LOOK, WE TOUCH, WE TASTE,
WE FUNCTION AND MOVE IN HASTE.
OUR EYES MEET AT EVERY GLANCE,
ANOTHER SOUL, ANOTHER CHANCE.
LIVES WE HAVE, WE SEE EVERY DAY.
IN OUR HEARTS, WE KEEP THE WORDS,
WE CANNOT SAY, BUT STILL WE TRY,
TO KNOW HOW TO APPRECIATE THE SOUL.
A MYSTERY, WE LIVE. ALL THE GIFTS WE CAN,
WE GIVE, BUT NOTHING HAS EVER SUFFICED.
THEIR COST IS SO LITTLE TO THOSE WHO CAN’T TRULY ACCEPT
THAT THE SOUL HAS NO PRICE.
WE BEG TO SEEK, WE SEEK TO BEG.
PAIN WE HAVE RESTS IN A TROUBLED LEG.
HOW CAN WE EXPECT TO APPRECIATE,
WHEN THE WALLS TO THIS OBJECT HAVE NO GATES?
WHEN CAN WE ATTEMPT TO OVERCOME,
THAT WHICH IS NOT INTERVENED,
SOMETHING UNMISTAKABLY TOUCHED,
AND UNMISTAKABLY UNSEEN?
WE CAN WALK BESIDE IT,
CARRY IT IN OUR ARMS,
WE CAN SEARCH FOR IT,
TO PREVENT IT FROM BEING HARMED,
BUT STILL, WE DON’T KNOW HOW TO
APPRECIATE THE SOUL.