A despairing piece about the bleakness of struggling; it reminds me of 'Orlando', where he sees that all that is left of his brave ancestors are bones in a vault.

The arguments presented are very powerful and support the strong message -

'but who will remember

Grace and Hans?

Vic and Paul?'

- first names only, no clear identity: indeed none will remember.

Really nicely written :)

Really liked it, brief but biting.