Legacy Goes to War | A Spoken-Word Interlude

I was called to war, expected to fight a battle my past was never ready before.

My legacy looked up at me and said, ain't you ready for war? You said you're the protection, that's why you carry the sword.

A bit worried because I've lost this battle before.

It came from old wounds and sores.

A system that beat me many times before.

But this time was different.

It wasn't for me.

It was to fight for that thing I built called the legacy.

For a person whose heart is better than me.

A power so bright he makes it hard to see.

It's time to breathe.

I must remember the failures the system gave to me.

Use what I learned and get ready to scream.

No, that doesn't work.

I gotta remember to speak.

Words well crafted.

Messaging real tactic.

Call the ninja but I don't know gymnastic.

Spitting phrases in such an elegant way the enemy won't realize we are getting our way.

Use the power of silence to get our way.

Oops, you fell in the trap.

Time to pave the way.

The fight is almost over.

Your ego is fading away.

This table was mine before we even started today.