Legacy

Legacy

A Poem by Tory Steller
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Death is the only certain destiny. Anything else is what we make of life. And if live life correctly, perhaps temporarily you can evade that inevitable destiny for just a few years longer.

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I despise that by design I am destined to die
I’m desperate to find any way I can to defy

It’s simple to see life offers no sequel
And no opportunity is created equal
Life is flawed, full of indelible kinks and crinkles 
No matter how hard you press iron steam to wrinkle

Let it be; instead of reveling in damning hate
I plan to paint my fate by hand
And carve my own identity as destiny dictates 

I’ll invent my own recipe 
And give the world the best of me

Let the rest of me sink in obscure seas of time
Lend my heart to art, breathe in life with each line
Exhale excellence and seize what’s rightfully mine

One-half man submerged in human history
One-half idea to live in fame or infamy
For centuries existing beyond my mortal misery

With these words of wizardry and different sensibilities
Some intellect, introspective thoughts and humane empathy
Maturity, courage, a strong sense of humility
Talent, support, a showcase of my abilities
And honestly, a lot of luck in the face of mystery

I’ll change the way the world thinks
And pave my path to victory

© 2013 Tory Steller


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Hello Omari,

Encouraging, fabulous work

Always,

Matthew
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Posted 11 Years Ago


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Tory Steller

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Thanks
Matthew Kult

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Welcome

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Tory Steller
Tory Steller

Harper Woods, MI



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My name is Tory. My dream is to become a famous writer. I love creating new and imaginative stories, poems and other literary works, and debating interesting topics. I'm really friendly, a little weir.. more..

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