Legacy

People, older or younger, taller or smaller, will always look down on you, despise you, hurt you, and try to manipulate you. You will always have a road block in your way and a chip on your shoulder. Life isn't going to give you a break. It never has given me one. So I built up my walls of self-esteem and lived my life my way. I became invincible in my way towards success, happiness, and living the fullest of lives.

Sometimes it feels like constantly I'm

writing the same lines over and over each time

and living my life like some wind chimes,

blowing in the wind and making some noisy wind rhymes

that sound about as similar to the last

as Pluto seems to all the other dwarf planets passed

the Milky Way but I'm here to stay

so I need to find a poem to finally blow you critics away

because I'm tired of living in a home called "Past"

and finishing everyday in a place called "Last"

and going home to a world that I call "Strife"

and losing all hope to a thing called "Life."

My poems do seem to get a little complicated

but the things in my brain could never be overstated

and the madness and mayhem that they cause me

could be put on a shelf labeled "Classic Poetry."

I got walls of my knowledge

but it'll only get me to college,

maybe through it if I'm lucky

but I still got to try my luck, see

I'm meant to be a superhero

and to save the world from evil

but I can't do that full of fear so

I'm making a grand upheaval.

Constantly, everyday, continuing through the fear

and now I'm doing it without the help of an ice cold beer

because this is my legacy I'm writing on these walls

and all of my enemies would be better to withdraw.

There ain't no stopping me or my special group of friends

and by friends I mean the monsters inside of me. The end

is coming near and it's coming full-force

but I'm on my high horse without a care. I divorced

fear and pain and suffering and shame and altogether death

because I ain't scared no more. I'm fightin' 'till my last breath

and until I fall away into the cloudy skies

I'll be here on earth, so get ready for my arise

of perfecting my power and persecuting the pain 

as my cricketing crazy crickets continue to exclaim

all the lasting legacy-leaving lines that I love

to shout suddenly, screaming, scaring, soaring above

because forever my fate is finally free

as here a superhero hunts his legacy.

Reviews

[Tessa Danielle Guise]

Wow David... That is really good... I felt the imotion in it... very well written... keep up the amazing work!!! ♥

[Dani The Unreviewed]

The poem is brilliant I like it.

But,
Superhero? hehehe.......... wish I could say that. Self esteem? Hehehe... wish I'd knew what that means......

[Not here]

well i only think this half of the time. i act really bipolar

[Riley Justine]

This was even better than usual. This poem / rap has a lot of meaning. It flows beautifully and everyone can interpret it to their own legacy that they wish to leave. Really well penned here. You have a voice of your own and your own specific style of writing. It's exclusive to you and that's why I'm always so excited to read your pieces.
Never stop writing.

~Ri

[Confuser]

davidkummer7: This is an absolute masterpiece!!! It is great as a poem, but it is a fabulous rap: You my friend are so talented: I loved it and I can assure you...if somebody doesn't; and I don't believe you would care.....something is terribly wrong....You have that "it" factor....it blew me away...somewhere where people clap and say "Can you believe what he just said?" I don't think a critic is that brave. I love the flee flowing stream of thought & every word is packed with power. I was going to copy a section, but it's perfect...cannot find one section I like better than the other....Bravo!!! Powerful writing, and I thank you so very much!! Dale

[Not here]

lol thank you very much dale :) i really appreciate it

[Confuser]

You're welcome....

[dan]

david, this reminds me of another you've done, in that it seems like a declaration, a pronouncement to the world of, "Well, here I am...this is me, you got a f****n' problem with that?" There is a genre of poetry called confessional poetry in which the poet lays bare all emotion and personal feelings coursing through the mind. This is, in a way, what you have achieved here. You do have a lot to say, david, but some of the rhymes seem a bit forced. If you concentrate less on the rhyme scheme and more on the content you'll find as your writing matures that the ability or desire to write non-rhyming verse will work well for you. But this is a nicely determined write, well done! take care...dan

[Not here]

thanks dan. i really appreciate your comments