Pesach

Today is a day to remember 

Of years gone by and years to come

Days spent in bondage 

Years spent in solitude 

Remember that hope shall come

And that you have been set free

For generations to come

Let them too remember the pain

But not let them suffer 

Let them taste the bitterness

but also sweetness of release 

So they shall never forget

Will I be remembered?

Will I be remembered?
Will my name be written in stone?
Will I be remembered when dust turns to dust and over again?
Will  my name be whispered and echoed thought the halls?
Will I be remembered when the last leaf falls?
When all is gone,
Will I be remembered?