Legacy deep

I’m just a simple wanderer
walking down dirt roads
with the Sun high on my back
or rain battering the shelter above
days beginning to blend
with the setting of another
a simple act that’s repeated itself
over millennia unknown
who knows how many feet have tread the Earth
I now stand upon
their thoughts gazing up at the sparkling night
whether they knew or not
what history may note down
of men and beast and conquered things
what legacy, I, human, shall leave
on footprints set now in concrete
that denies Earth’s very instinct
to grow and nurture things green
things that breathe.
Such a heavy legacy indeed
of wanderers and nomads brief.


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