Legacy
Legacy
Walking through this crowd,
Full of inconsequential chatters,
And not discussing what matters;
Myself, by an aura of calm, I surround,
When noise and colours are all around.
For I am afraid of what is about to come,
As we have stopped caring for our legacy.
Knowledge is what made me,
And the legacy is the burden I bear,
Whenever, to freedom, I come near.
But it's a burden worth bearing,
The present is a moment, too small for caring.
It's past that we are leaving behind,
Adding our deeds to our legacy.
Time passes and everything ends,
We exist finitely, between an infinity,
A life, existing with death, in unity.
Chaos ensues, order fails,
Legacy's destruction,
ignorance hails.
A future built upon darkness is what awaits
When seeds of shadows are sown in our legacy.