The equation of the hopes and dreams of a thing that does not exist.

 
In a galaxy of stars, I am less than nothing.
In a land of billions I am an infinite fraction.
Sat in a bar, I am not even worth mentioning.
No passing glance, no chance of romance,
Never even a pleasant distraction.


Surrounded by people, I am nobodies equal,
Less is more than I can be; I am divisible by zero.
In a strong man contest, I am worse than feeble.
Neither good enough, or evil.


I am a mirage waiting for the sun to shine.
I am buried beneath a zillion grains of sand.
Never to be discovered,
Never looked for.
Never needed;
Not a man.


I do not even register on the scales of time;
Nobody has realised.
I do not really exist…
Empty, worthless, empty, worthless, empty, worthless…


Just air without ingredients;
No oxygen, no chemical reaction.
I never made a dent in the system.
No crater left, nothing remains;
I never affected anybody’s brain.
Zero, zero, zero
Remains…


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