In a hundred years
No one will remember us
Our faces will fade
Into the depths of time
Our names lost to the winds
Of a forgotten past

But does it matter?
In the grand scheme of things
Our lives are but a flicker
In the eternal flame of existence
We are but a spark
In the vast expanse of history

Yet still we strive
To leave our mark
To be remembered
To make a difference
In a world that is ever-changing
In a universe that is ever-expanding

We build monuments
To our triumphs and failures
We write books
To share our stories
We create art
To express our emotions
To capture our essence
In a moment frozen in time

But in the end
It all fades away
As civilizations rise and fall
As empires crumble
As memories fade
And monuments crumble to dust

In a hundred years
No one will remember us
But perhaps that is the beauty
Of our transient existence
We are but a part
Of the ever-changing tapestry
Of life and death

So let us live
Not for the sake of remembrance
But for the joy of experiencing
The fleeting moments
The love and laughter
The sorrow and pain
That make up our lives

Let us cherish
The memories we create
The bonds we forge
The legacy we leave behind
Not for posterity
But for the simple joy
Of being alive

In a hundred years
No one will remember us
But perhaps that is okay
For in the end
What truly matters
Is the love we shared
The kindness we showed
The moments of beauty
And grace

So let us live
Fully and wholeheartedly
In the knowledge
That our time is limited
And our impact
Is but a ripple
In the vast ocean
Of humanity's journey

In a hundred years
No one will remember us
But that doesn't mean
Our lives are insignificant
For every moment
Every choice
Every action
Has the power
To create a ripple
That will echo
Through eternity.