Legacy

I walk a path with beings that are called people/ some will smile in your face and are good/ others will smile and yet are evil/ reminencing on your prequel while focusing on your sequel/ trying to fly in a group of  chickens and ducks when your meant to be an eagle/ just like going through an eye of an needle/its difficult to walk this life without your head on a swivel/ while I'm walking I have at hand/ a nail and a chisel/ chipping away the external deficiencies that I believe are visible/while resting and patching from time to time to restore from the wounds that are internal/ for each road is not without storms or resistance/ what hasnt left me yet/ is my persistence/ so I am staying consistent and yet trying to balance my vigilance/ for in each road there are snares and traps that seeks to remove my exsistence/
I walk and climb mountains and also valleys/ sometimes its unavoidable for when i deem a route as easy / my eyes become opened and I foresee a pending tragedy/ What comes quickly is one's demise but to remain on the hard and long road at times requires one to sweat bleed and cry/
If you havent failed means you havent tried/ and it takes one to fall to eventually fly/ so I walk and I climb the different and difficult terrain/ even if my path looks quite insane/ for I know this path is for me and one I must take/ for within this path lies my legacy that all will remember/ Its my legacy that I must walk to and create