Sorrowful Poetry: The Legacy


However, the inactions of the man can unravel it
The thirst, quest, desire to be a legend can blind
Even those who want only the best can fall to it
The sirens call of resting on your laurels of glory
Standing aside and letting others use you
Drawing the line in the sand when none is required
Making a statement when it was never needed
All these things contribute to the hubris of man
Even legends must fall on the final day
The lesson here; make sure you stay right
Your legacy is not in your hands, but in others
Take care of yourself, mind your business
Glory, destiny, happiness will follow you
Even as your body slips away from this mortal coil
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