Legend I

Written 8/23/2015

Edited 8/25/2015

A man stood at the crossroads

Above a tall cliff overlooking an endless ocean

As one would find at the end of the world.

He looked both left and right

While a crowd stood around his back

Urging him one way and the other.

Left! Some cried into his ear

If you go to the left

You'll become safe

Money and children

A wife and the car you've always coveted.

You'll die comfortably

In your bed at a ripe old age.

Right! Pushed others

If you go the right

You'll become famous and popular.

The masses will know your name and seek your voice

Your name in lights and your face in print.

You may day young

But your death will be mourned by a legion.

With a little care, he made up his mind

He set his bag on the dirt at his feet

With sure steps he walked forward

And in his fall into that great unknown water

He instead became a legend.