When I'm gone

Listen world my time is short and soon I’ll be gone
Remember me only as a memory of words that will live on
I wrote of the power of hope to keep you all strong
Because I felt true power is brains over brawn
And I wrote of my failures because I know I was wrong
So take nothing of me, but lessons and pass them along
Remember the truth no matter how much time marches on
And you too will reach a point where you will tire and yawn
And when it comes time to retire leave your words to spawn
Power, passion, love, hope, and the dreams you had drawn
And if you leave your soul then you can never be withdrawn
This is the lesson that I learned and the one I want to pass on

And if I go that’s only more reason to share your words because I ask of one thing before I depart

Don’t write poetry like art because the world will not care of the true colors of your heart
Write with wisdom and what’s smart so each generation can learn from what you took apart
So take this as I part… for I am leaving this place forever not as an end, but a beautiful start

Reviews

[lostboy]

you found the fountian of youth.

[Miss Urban Fiction]

Amazing Words

[Jess Jess]

"Don’t write poetry like art because the world will not care of the true colors of your heart Write with wisdom"...i couldn't agree with you more, I'm touched by this whole poem.

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I delight in your words..

[Dream Weaver]

Profoundly written and a lesson learned my friend.
Nice work...

[MuSe Ampoule]

cyclical, spherical and whole. Good message!

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a really great poem. I really thought you did a wonderful job on it. I agree with your statements. Thanks for sharing. :)

[Christie Moses]

this touches any real writer in a deep place because words can be so important. Their message and what it leaves on the minds of the reader is intimidating if you really think about it. It can live on forever, for generations to come. Childrens children could read....so make sure what we leave on the page is of some value. LOVE your work as always.