(Mohinder)
there are many ways to define

Our fragile existence.

Many ways to give it meaning.

But it is our memories that shape its purpose

And give it context.

The private assortment
of images, fears,

Loves, regrets.

for it is the cruel irony of life

That we are destined to hold

the dark with the light,

The good with the evil.

Success with disappointment.

This is what separates us,

What makes us human.

And in the end,
we must fight to hold on to.