Numbers

A number in red,is etched onto my forehead.
It follows me everywhere, hovering,
as I walk all across these busy streets.
It traces my footsteps, my shadows too.
What sense does it make, if all I can do with my number is lose.
This number plays my life like a song,
it flows about me in all directions
and takes my soul until it is all gone. 
Did I ever say I wanted this too?
To lose my creativity and my mind to ensue?
There is a number placed about your head 
and there is one placed upon us all.
The sad sorry truth about it is though, 
in 4-7 years nothing will happen. 
The number just changes to monetary means
and then I get dropped down the stairs even more
since I never seemed  to meet that first call.  
Numbers and figures are praised as if it really matters. 
Can the inspiration and passion behind talent and thought  be taught?
I notice there is not an answer to be found-
I thought not.

Reviews

[RAWR!]

did you draw the image attached to this poem?
its very cool
this poem made me think about synthesthesia.
i personally do not agree with numbers i have a hard time remembering them, but i like how they follow logic.

'Can the inspiration and passion behind talent and thought be taught?'
i like this question.

[Twilight]

This piece made me think, of the common conflict between corporate and individual identity. Also, perhaps the writer is trying to express some form of protest, at the obsession with wealth, which some people have?

In some ways, this poem seems to be a little confused? It covers rather a diverse range of themes, although I accept that they are related to one another.

[EILEEN McGUINNESS]

The sum of all fears is 0 no a number can only be significant in as much as how many years are we all going to live when do we die?
What is the date of my demise? i demand to know what are the lottery numbers for next weeks rollover?
i have picked out 100 times 6 balls and averaged the ones selected the most then i picked those numbers and won the local lottery.
Your flow of lines and beautiful verses are sublime and there is a hidden message contained within these lines.