Leaving an Impact On This World

Hey there. One of the things I have been thinking about these days is what happens when we depart and leave this world (I am talking about when we die)? What type of impact would we have? And what legacy would we leave behind? I want to bring in a quote here by one of my heroes (for people who watch or know about baseball, you will definitely know who this guy is), Mr. Jackie Robinson. He says “A life is not important except in the impact it has on other lives.” I am going to backtrack here for a moment and explain who Jackie Robinson is (for people who do not know who this guy is). Robinson was the first person of color who came to Major League Baseball (MLB) and broke the color barrier by coming to the Los Angeles Dodgers. Obviously, he had a huge impact, not only on baseball, but across the world as well.

That got me thinking about the impact I would have (and how I so much want to leave something behind so people would remember me). I am not trying to be selfish here, but I want people to remember me and I want to do something to also make the world a slightly better place. I think that is what we all need to do. We are living on this Earth, so we all need to do something, not only to take care of Earth as a planet, but to take care of at least some of the people as well (it makes me think of this nature writing class I took when I was an undergraduate).

I want to apply this to relationships we have with other people. I sometimes struggle with leaving an impact (especially a positive one) on people. Through this poem I reflect through relationships I have had (with friends and dating relationships as well). In this poem, I am specifically talking about it through this guy I was seeing and how I wish I could be more of that type of girl that he will never truly forget, no matter what he does. I want him to be thinking about me, even when I am no longer there. I have been on the receiving end of this where I could never truly forget him, but I am flipping the script in this poem. My goal in life is to make this world a better place and to make other people feel things (maybe things they have never felt before).

I found a quote to sum it all up. “Walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you to leave this world better than when you found it.” It all goes hand in hand with my post about having this “inner fire.” So I strongly encourage my readers to do exactly that (even if you are not one of those types of people listed). I hope that this poem gives you all the encouragement and hope that you would need to do so much. We need everybody to contribute because it is all about the younger (as well as the older) generation. Enjoy this poem and post!! P.S. Just a fair warning that this following poem is a bit on the longer side.

Gone Girl

Keep her close to your heart
Because that is where she belongs.
You gave her a kick start
To living again. She is like that song
You will never truly forget.
There will be other girls trying to
Take her place, but you will regret
Leaving her behind. You will turn blue
Because she is not there to be
Your oxygen in order to breathe.
She just wants you to see
Your mistakes and you will seethe
Around in anger. You had that
One girl through everything
And then you squashed her flat.
She gave you that something
She had not given to anybody else.
You will miss everything about her.
Most of all, you will miss that easy ebb
You had together. Everything will blur
And begin to fade away from memory.
Although she is gone forever,
She leaves you on unstable and shaky
Ground. Everything tastes bitter
In your mouth. Only then will
You want her back to make everything whole
Again, but she has already had her fill
Of you. Her broken down soul
No longer belongs to you. You can try
To forget and move on with other girls
After her, but she will always fly
Back into your heart. They will not be pearls
Or diamonds like she was. You can never
Truly forget someone as magical
As she was. She will put you on a bender
That will make everything spiral
Out of control for you. She has put
You under her spell that still lingers behind.
She keeps you balancing on one foot
As you are kept in a bind
With her that she is breaking
Into broken pieces like her fractured
Heart. She is no longer aching
For your love. You already uttered
The unspeakable words to get her away
From you. Do you now see the truth?
Do you know how heavy that will weigh?
You extend a branch with that truce
She no longer wants. She is that bright
And smart girl you wish you still had,
But she is strong without you. The night
Is long gone just like she is. Do not be mad
If she disappears. She may be gone, but
She will be embedded into your spirit so you
Can never truly forget her. She is just a droplet
In the sky and a part of the grass that grew
From the ground up. She is a whisper and
A ghost away from being real, but
Is she really here? She is just another strand
Floating. She is no longer caught in the rut.
By the time you truly see her,
She will be a gone girl.

Inner Fire

I want to talk about something I like to call “inner fire.” That is pretty self explanatory, but I will explain it anyways (especially to people who may not know what it is). I think of “inner fire” as something that comes within. This inner fire is strong, powerful, motivational, and one of the strongest things that people can have in this world. You do not settle for things that do nothing to make you happy and you do not let anything weigh you down (especially something like the past and bad things). “Inner fire” is the ability to push forward and through life no matter what happens. Yes, there are some times when you want to give up, but you have to keep going, not for anybody else, but for yourself.

I have searched the internet for the right quote (I do not know about my readers, but I find that quotes help me understand things better and it gives me words to connect to) and I know there are no “perfect” quotes, but here is one of the quotes I found from Suzanne Collins. “I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.” I think that quote is great because it explains the important of being radiant (or having radiance), has to do with brightness, warmness, and light. Being radiant has nothing to do with being pretty or beautiful because that is sometimes more physical than anything else although you can feel beautiful or pretty as well as looking pretty or beautiful (if that makes sense).

Here is a poem (same title as what I was talking about before). Remember to live however you want to live and to not settle for anything or anyone (especially when it make you unhappy). I hope that you all break free and find your inner fire. I know that our inner fire is hard to find, but it is there somewhere. We all just need to keep searching. Here is the poem. Happy reading!!

Inner Fire

I am wild and I am free.

I refuse to settle for anything

That makes me uneasy.

 

I am meant to swing

Through life without a care in

This world. I am not meant to cling

 

To things that do not set my skin

On fire. I do not dare to remember

My past mistakes as I begin

 

Each new day. My anchor

Has been released because all it was

Doing was dragging me down. The amber

 

Glow is here to stay. My flaws

Are here to stay. All the bad things will

End. We are meant to live as outlaws

 

And on the edge. Forget about frill.

It will do nothing to make me content.

There will still be that occasional spill

 

Of whatever goes and comes

Through my life. I have this inner

Fire that will break and shatter the cuffs

 

That I used to wear. The fire

Is burning brighter than the one outside

Of me. I am not letting it all fester

 

And get worse. I am making my stride

Through it all. I am setting my own pace.

I will not let anything get me all tied

 

Up together anymore. My life is not a race.

My life is what I want it to be.

Life is not as delicate as lace.

 

I am no longer going to plea

And beg my way through.

I want to hold my own key

 

In my palm. I want to be my own glue.

It is stronger than me and you.