Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Legacy

Legacy

Flagrant vagrants whiff of a scent that's so fragrant, biding their time while biting their tongues.
Never is the time to accept failure,
we did or we didn't have delusions of grandeur
that told us that we can rise up and make it that's for sure
but what if the noggins of narcissists that plague us,
 trap our bodies and make our spirits escape us?
We may be nothing to nobles but squires we are,
we are the workers, why they've made it so far.
So listen to the words of the people who believe you
because when you die they are the only ones who will grieve you
and if you are wicked to those who conceive you
then when you are gone no one will retrieve you.

Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 10/13/12

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