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POEM: 000-00-0000

Updated: Dec 2, 2019

by EMELY PEREGRINA - Feb. 2, 2019

Though we yearn to be significant,

the world is quick to disagree.

It starts the moment we are born:

Our parents may spend time and effort

to pick the perfect name,

but for the rest of our days,

the world will reference us

not by name

but by number.

To the hospital:

baby number- insignificant

To the school:

student ID number- insignificant

To the government:

social security number- insignificant

and even when we’re six feet under:

grave number- insignificant

In the end,

we are an insignificant number

which substitutes for an insignificant person

who lives in an insignificant world


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