There Is No Indispensable Man


Here is one of the poems I learnt as a song at a very tender age. This is one poem that opened my eye to relationships and how to manage them.

I am one who hardly value goodbyes, I believe goodbyes should be for a little while and not a life time but the role this poem has played in shaping my relationships can never be over emphasised.

Through this poem, I have learnt that no man is an island, there is absolutely no one we can not do without. Man keeps evolving and those who seem to be important yesterday are today no more. Those who we thought we can never live without are those we appreciate their goodbyes the most, those who we felt our lives will end the moment they turn their back on us are actually the ones their departure brought out the best in us and those we felt will die the moment we walk out on them actually started living the moment we are gone.

I dedicate this poem to everyone out there that misses someone.

“There Is No Indispensable Man” 
by Saxon N. White Kessinger

Sometime when you’re feeling important; 
Sometime when your ego’s in bloom 
Sometime when you take it for granted 
You’re the best qualified in the room,

Sometime when you feel that your going 
Would leave an unfillable hole, 
Just follow these simple instructions 
And see how they humble your soul;

Take a bucket and fill it with water, 
Put your hand in it up to the wrist, 
Pull it out and the hole that’s remaining 
Is a measure of how you will be missed.

You can splash all you wish when you enter, 
You may stir up the water galore, 
But stop and you’ll find that in no time 
It looks quite the same as before.

The moral of this is quiet example 
Is do just the best that you can, 
Be proud of yourself but remember, 
There’s no indispensable man.