Jack Kerouac give
me your mind so that I may
live your legacy

In our hands
Lay the power
To create
To write
To define
What we can do

Our paths intertwine
Seeking what we ought to seek
Hoping to get there someday
And put our marks in stone

Now is the time
To run
To chase
To dream
In our hands
Lay the power

Cleave, sunder from the root
Spilled forth on the soil
Naked
Afraid

Rive, render from the pod
Scorched from the sun
Cracked
Bleeding

Shake, dither from the soul
Scarred on torment
Numbed
Immobilized

Breathe, utter the words
Cried from memories

Another dawn
Another dusk
Another night
Another cycle

a thousand years from now exists
a world that thrums purely on the energies of nature.
a thousand years from now exists
a world whose stories you now
create.

The stars twinkle above my head
illuminating the trees

As I walk this lonely road
No stares are on me
For I am invisible

Only darkness knows my name

No match or no candle to guide me home

I am lost in this world

I reach for the stars but I can never get there

But I keep going along this path

I am my legacy
I am my legend
And I will light up this darkness no matter how hard it is

Just light up the darkness
Light up the darkness

There's been nothing to look forward to
The days seem intertwined
My dreams have become diluted
Stuck in the perils of my mind

I'll sleep the day away
Stay wide awake throughout the nights
The darkness hides the pain I'm in
And any remanence of my plight

What's out there lurking in the shadows
With the stars my only light
I stare into the emptiness
Weighing wrong from right

Questioning my role on earth
And which fire to ignite
To set in motion my devotion
And launch my rocket into flight  

I am merely a speck of dust
In the grand scale of our 'verse
Our existence just an afterthought
That mother earths' disbursed

Sitting, waiting, watching days go by
The outcome looming large
An inevitable grave tragedy
As tears fall from loved ones eyes

I chuckle at the thought of legacy
For the future passers by
What a twisted complexity
This fragile thing that we call life.

The hustle and the bustle
The ladders we must climb
To reach the top, the utmost peek
Why even waste the time?

Where is the silver lining?
What mysteries left to find?
What discovery of all discoveries
Can amend this somber paradigm?

Love you say!?
I hasten to agree
How does that explain my disdain
For the person that is me

I, of good heart and soul
And adored by a grand descent
Still have yet to wet my whistle
By way of the clouds above my head

I feel I must confess my passion
To set the worriers at ease
Not for the sake of saying so
Nor for the galleries esteem

But for self and perseverance
The underlining good
So what, pray tell do you say?
It is that of motherhood

The nature of its being
The uniqueness and individuality
Of every single human being

And love, in this pretext
Is a love that I can bare
That of every living thing
In to which nothing can compare

A metamorphosis of thought!
For you and I alike
The yin and yang unearthed
The meaning of life.

Watching The Girl in pink explain to us the deep history of medieval art and music
While i'm trying to figure out how to replicate their legacy
Staying quiet in my own thoughts
These videos are so dated
But it gives me some chance to be elated
About what and who i can be
These lights turn off just a little too fast
But i'll get used to it
I always do-i'm the learning example of adaption
We have to be a little taller than the uncut grass
And a bit higher than the Hot Balloons
I don't get to see too many of those too often
Those people are brave souls for going inside them and flying
But you should have the want like they do
To reach out and grab the trophy that has your name printed on it
Pink Lady is what they call her
And she seems so happy explaining the exciting portions of this vastly dated time period
You kind of wish more girls had the interests she had
When these videos end
I feel a little more encouragement to be something better than i was yesterday