Legacy, a loosely thrown word
That encompasses all drives
It is what the future holds
And, what the past gives
Humans seek posterity,
Recognition of them and theirs
A constant struggle ensues
While they strive to earn their airs
Handing down the baton,
Changing of the guard
Life is too short, to be
In this way scarred.
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