Legacy
© 2006 by Joe Strell
A fait accompli
Less than profound
Left to drown
Today
Suspend all disbelief
In a word
As if there’s nothing at all
Nothing at all to do
But cast your voice
To the wind
And hope to God
There’s someone listening
It ain’t much to leave behind
Trace the misery
On down the line
Make a shrine
To your decline
With remnants of a time
Before the fall
It ain’t much to leave behind
Twisted afflictions
Of conviction
Without restriction
It ain’t much to leave behind
Lost abstractions
Of compassion
Without distraction
It ain’t much to leave behind
