Brief Moment

Moments of silence, not a whisper being said as someone’s loved one takes his or her last breath. Tears form in their eyes; sadness expressed on their faces. Looking at what once was a man or woman that could have given joy, a person not well known in his or her community. He or she could have been devoted to their family; now all is gone. Does a man have an existence does it go on after his death? Is there a higher ground in which he treads? These are questions some may ask in their minds as they look upon an empty shell not knowing what to say. Millions of people are born every day than all die, only a few may knew of their existence. No thought ever given to this person weather they are alive or dead.
No memories made, no song ever sang, complete unawareness of a life that may have been on this earth for 1 - 100 years, yet trillions never heard of this existence unless they was lucky enough to have been president or some one with special qualities that were sought out by others. Hardly anyone has ever seen a common man that lived and died if their accomplishments never meant anything to them. Being friendly only takes a smile, a little glance, maybe just a nod. At least some one will know you knew of there existence if it was only for a brief moment in time. Maybe that would be enough.