Part One.....Legacy

"Ashes to ashes", as words
fade, somber sounds of earth
falling into memory
held by hands that wear the
circular reality
that is the legacy.

Black onyx carved within etched
gold, the crest. Runes engraved
circle the auric band.
"Beware visions, unaware are absorbed."
anchored in heritage
ancestors that survived
naked against the world.

Harsh authors of history

render a tapestry
of obligation woven
threads that bind yesterday's
legend to life, covering
the shadows that darken ivory walls.

Part Two....Ivory Walls

You have built a world
from your ivory tower
where stark penguins parade
down long halls; men in dark suits
dance like puppets on strings.

In your wake, ivory walls
absorb your perfection.
You haven't the will to rebel.

You daily walk the crisis
of your inner sanctum
The men in dark suits, lay you down
unaware of your visions
hidden by ivory walls.