Consider it.

What will they recall,
If they recall at all?
What will you have left behind?

I considered a red convertible.
A statue to myself, made of styrofoam
An eternal testament of mediocrity.
I considered it.

I considered a castle.
With a drawbridge at the gate
An alligator in the moat
A damsel in my arms
A smile on my face.
King me
Watch my royal blush
My dancing after dark ages
My knight on the town
Serf's up

I considered a rocketship.
With a research lab
A docking bay
Windows in every room
Gleams in every eye.
Star lite,
Star brighter than air
I don't think you grasp the gravity of the situation
I need some space

I considered a sad smile.
A thin grin.
Morose merriment.
Reticent revelry.
The last laugh.

But then I remembered.
I left it to you.
My constant courier
My perpetual page
My standard bearer.
I left it to you
To carry on.

The world's not on your shoulders,
It's in our hands.

That is my proposal.
Don't say yes now
Just...

Consider it.