AS OF TODAY

 

 

        I left my parents 

                chanting few complaints.

        Too hard I stomped my footprints 

                amid the crowd.

        I did a lot 

                in spite of most constraints 

                        To help by lending hand, 

                                of which I'm proud.

        Though many sought 

                to bury me with shame.

                        I owned my own. 

                        I fought for what was right.

        Though some may roll their eyes, 

                few curse my name. 

                        In peace I dream my dreams 

                        and sleep the night.

        Though time erode 

                my epitaph of facts,

                        I chiseled deep. 

                        I hope my words will hold. 

        And though I second guess 

                a thousand acts

                        The love I lived was staunch 

                        and kind and bold.

                No "If I hadn't, 

                had" 

                No "If I could."

        If I should die before I wake

                        ...I'm good. 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A excellent poem. Life can be a rough road. If we leave more love then hate. We done OK. I like the strong statement in your poem. Ending was very good.
Coyote