The Sky of Legacy

Sunrays bid farewell for the day

it leaves behind a legacy

for the moon to follow in the dark, 

the birds have done their work for the day

with a beam of hope for the night. 

The revolution for the day knows no darkness;

the night sky casts a lyric of 

Martin Luther King’s speech, 

the serene breeze serenades a melody

from the life chapters of 

Malcolm X. 

The woods are darker

than all the city roads… 

perhaps the only possible way 

to utopia is found

among them. 

Some get lost in the woods

then…they wait for the sun to shine again… 

some look up to the night sky and 

move forward… 

for they know the legacy of their legends

shines the brightest.