LegacyA Poem by Tory StellerDeath is the only certain destiny. Anything else is what we make of life. And if live life correctly, perhaps temporarily you can evade that inevitable destiny for just a few years longer.
I despise that by design I am destined to die
I’m desperate to find any way I can to defy It’s simple to see life offers no sequel And no opportunity is created equal Life is flawed, full of indelible kinks and crinkles No matter how hard you press iron steam to wrinkle Let it be; instead of reveling in damning hate I plan to paint my fate by hand And carve my own identity as destiny dictates I’ll invent my own recipe And give the world the best of me Let the rest of me sink in obscure seas of time Lend my heart to art, breathe in life with each line Exhale excellence and seize what’s rightfully mine One-half man submerged in human history One-half idea to live in fame or infamy For centuries existing beyond my mortal misery With these words of wizardry and different sensibilities Some intellect, introspective thoughts and humane empathy Maturity, courage, a strong sense of humility Talent, support, a showcase of my abilities And honestly, a lot of luck in the face of mystery I’ll change the way the world thinks And pave my path to victory © 2013 Tory Steller |
StatsAuthorTory StellerHarper Woods, MIAboutMy name is Tory. My dream is to become a famous writer. I love creating new and imaginative stories, poems and other literary works, and debating interesting topics. I'm really friendly, a little weir.. more..Writing
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