Immortality
"Here lies within; an old memory."-
Could be the title to any poem
I pen in effort to tell my story.
Be warned, however, not every tribute
Is deserving of being remembered.
I write of those people whom I hold dear;
For those who care, will always remain close.
I write of those who churn out injustice;
Shed new light on that which is misleading.
Though there are few of whom I never write;
For some evils are best left forgotten.
Some souls best left forever mere mortals;
Fading away soon after their quick death.
With my words; the worthy reign immortal.
For though I may not be Keats or Byron,
Poetry lives long when it is enjoyed.
Those guilty of injustice mongering
Shall forever be remembered as such,
And those whom are too vile and villainous
Shall become lost in the pitter patter
Of the rain eroding the tombstone's name.
But those in glory will be the sunshine
That cracks that sombre rock, kisses the grass,
And gives life and love to the willing world.
For I write them with love and honesty.
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