I Will Rise A Legend

I am made of ashes
From a promise laid to waste
They gave me the keys to security
Then with locks of destitute they were replaced
Searching for quarters in an empty jar
To buy a little relief
A beggar in my own home
What are these spoils that I have reaped
But I will rise a legend
Made of silver with golden trim
They will talk of our acquaintance
Their memories will echo like a Galilean hymn
That they discarded my presence
They will conveniently forget
For when I rise a legend
It is their abandonment I will eclipse

I am made of ashes
From the wool of the black sheep
From a people so bound to ignorance
And the dullness where they find conceit
Memories of saliva in a young girls hair
And a confidence never regained
Words they used so recklessly
Left the piercing echo of shame
But I will rise a legend
And they will never escape my tone
The monsters who once raped me
Will leave penance at my throne
All my people will gather 'round
And sing lullabies to a withered child
For when I rise a legend
I will hold her hand as we return from exile

I am made of ashes
From a brother laid to rest
I have crumbled underneath his weight
In these desolate months that have passed
My mind spins with his absence
And the serenity he could not obtain
The joy he could not bottle
The reflection that bitterly waned
But I will rise a legend
To feel his approval in my heart
To make him boast to the angels
That his sister emerged from the dark
He will smile over my shoulder
As I weave these words of pain
For when I rise a legend
He will taste pride as sweet as sugar cane