A few words about lifeA Poem by The_Ancient_RockLife...A man tries to leave some legacy behind, right? Whatever it may be… I don’t know, family, a house, a company, his work… Something… Some sort of legacy.
We all know we are not really immortal… At some period in our lives, we will surely perish. So what is a Man? What are we exactly? What builds us up? Are we just… cells, blocks of DNA?
Some say we have a soul… We surely do… Well… soul or no soul… We must mind that… we all have a mind.
So… a man tries to leave some legacy. Some are successful others not so. And they eventually fade away in the memory of times. No greater con-artists than certain Messiahs of History… I would say.
Yes… a Man tries to leave something… Sometimes even shape or re-shape the whole wide world… If such a thing would be possible… Something… some legacy. We all know we leave a tomb stone behind… Even that sometimes doesn’t last long… Bodies exhumed, tomb stones destroyed… Old bodies are burned, new bodies take on… Vacant lots…
Such is life… We all know. Some choose to believe in a sort of after-life… But we all know… Life is a journey… Like a long walk, or ride… It has start, middle and finish line. We all know… Where we go after… No one really can tell. We all know.
A man tries to leave some legacy behind… And there are certain things in life… That are, most dear and priceless to a Man. A son, a daughter… His wife… His lover… Yes… certain things… that really matter… Are important!!!
A man tries to leave a legacy behind… It’s a huge rat race… The fight for survival… No… it isn’t easy… No one… ever said it was… Gonna be easy and peachy… Did they?
No… not easy at all… Still… A Man tries to leave a legacy behind. © 2023 The_Ancient_RockAuthor's Note
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