It matters not what was; What matters is, What is.

 

We dig and dig, find new methods, to make sure that we can scientifically prove the information we have is objective, rational and true. So, we can trust it. But we forget, that there is more to life then truth. If there wasn't, if feelings, dreams, emotions, imaginations, thoughts, poetry, stories, legend, tales, weren't more important than the 'cold hard facts' there would be no such things as music, art, and culture. Life would lose it's sweetness and we would merely exist. It'd be a world with no colours, not even tones, black, white or greys.  So, in the race to find the origins of humanity, lets try and not forget to first be humane. 

 

It matters not what was; What matters is, What is.
 

For there is much to write

but not every thought can be written

For there is much to say

but not everything can be uttered

For there is much that we feel

but not everything felt can be expressed

One leaves behind a legacy

For legend is what, but a life

True or false may the stories be

and even the proof may be faulty

It matters not what was

What matters is, what is

And we shall remember only

what we were left with

For what is more honorable

then to be considerable to the dead

For it was left to us for a reason

And the biggest one of all

was simply that

What is writ shall be read

And may be even remembered

That I who wrote it

Was once alive

No matter if I was real

In the worlds reality

or simply the figment

of a mind who created me.