Legacy

In the end
The only things
I’ll leave behind
Will be the few memories
My children hold dear
An empty bank account
A pile of used junk
And
A few words
Immortalized upon the page
Waiting
For someone I never met
To misinterpret

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

escape their fate

souls entwined
with a desire
to escape their fate

ancestors
collectively mourning
lost childhoods

disparate people
drawn together
by shared suffering

stumbling
forward
into a new life

fleeing their pasts
unwittingly creating
their futures

they know
what not to do
but not what to do

attempting to avoid
the same mistakes
their parents made

desperately praying
for their children
to escape their fate

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

Lost To Time

Anguish dissipates
At the sight
Of my young son’s smile
Despite knowing
That he too
Will be forgotten
Lost to time
Almost as soon as I am
Yet here and now
There is joy
A small light
Illuminating the crushing darkness

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken