The Legacy

The Legacy

A Poem by exotic flotsam

A poem about man's inherent wish for permanance


The Legacy


So hot

My children stumble on

Caked with red dust, for life we fought

Blistered lips, relentless sun

Distended bellies, drought


Starvation erodes us, consumes us, dismisses, wearing on

Like a sand dune shifted away, pursued, convicted

No water, life evicted

We stalk hope


My family, persists on death’s slippery slope


Scanning for life

Lose hope, lose life

My children will die first

Then my love, whom I loved first


I will bury them, alone


A scattered sprinkling of  bones

Pecked clean, bleached, just lone

No traces of us will exist

But, we live, we persist


We love, deeply

Sweetly, serenely

Drawing my last breath as I must

I want the world to know, as we return to dust


We were part of this world

© 2012 exotic flotsam

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Added on December 20, 2012
Last Updated on December 20, 2012
Tags: desert, hardship, family, starvation, legacy


exotic flotsam
exotic flotsam

Bellevue, WA

I'm an adrenaline junkie former lawyer stay at home Dad, infatuated with elevated writing. more..