Legacy Poem by Alex David

Who can stop a bird from flying?
Who can stop a child from crying?
Who can stop a man from dying?
I would like to crush this pen,
With no regrets.

Is this, this world, that
We were born.
People killing, people dying,
Don’t we know our past,
Don’t we?
Is this what history, has in store?

No, I don’t think so.
I too am a visionary, a futuristic.
But, I know how to bow,
Hey! I ain’t know defeat
But defeat is what we have.

Why? Ain’t there no one
Who has the light,
Who can crush this monster.
Oh hell! What a sight.

A day we’ve been waiting for
Utopia, Golden Age, what ever we call
Or our Resurrection
To love, peace and eternal light.

I smile, with doubt,
Can we, I fear
Not for me, but for my future
For all that I have is my legacy.