Monday, 4 June 2018

Legacy

I am a mere passenger in time,
Wandering whilst I last:
Carrying my legacy to the future,
My footprints left in the past:
The visibility of the footprint
Is assessed in transition,
The gravity of the legacy,
Envisioned through action.
If by a thousand years from now,
None of these two will have lasted,
Frozen deep in the ashes of the present,
No one should know I existed:
For a wanderer lost in the theatre of time,
Having flunked my chanceful part,
I should not be entitled to the future
Nor should have claims to the past.

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