My Legacy Poem (because I sat in her seat)

I shouldn’t say, but I wanted you to know, before I go.

I won’t lie, about all the books I’ve read.

And I’m still reading, cause I’m not dead.

It’s because of them, that I’ve really grown.

And these are the words that they have sown.

I have finally reached a particular age,

And I’m about to reach a spectacular stage.


I’m not looking for fortune and fame,

Sometimes I’m just glad, that I can still remember my name.

Maybe an attitude of gratitude has kept me around.

I’m just trying to leave something behind.


The words have come from many places,

From various times, and different spaces.

I’m just hope, that I have listen to the right crowd.

Listening to giants and legends shouldn’t be wrong,

In fact it made me strong.


When my time comes and I have to go,

I just wanted you to know,

I’m just trying to leave something behind.


When all the thoughts have left my mind,

I want you to know, it’s more than the money and gold,

I just wanted to leave something for your soul.

Writing and rhyming never gets old.

It helps to have fun, and it’s fun to be bold.

I’m having a ball, and that ain’t all.

I’m having fun, leaving something behind.



I sat in the seat that started it all.

They got rid of the rust, and wiped it all down.

Rosa was her name, and now she wears a crown.

She left a legacy, now everyone knows of her fame.


Hidden Figures seemed to reveal what’s real,

Reading, writing and higher math is a good deal.

If I don’t write my story,  no one else will.

I’m just trying to leave something behind.


Mom was about survival, I’m about arrival.

She left a legacy that will be hard to beat.

She survived it all and stayed on her own two feet.

She took the bus to work, even in the cold, and she was old.


Dad was rough and it made me tough,

I could have gone left, but I stayed right.

And because of them both, I continue the fight.

That’s why, I trying to leave something behind.


When I give you my card or my link, I give you part of my soul.

The business may change, but the logo never gets old.

The little scrappy kid from the Detroit East side of town,

Finally grew up, and yes, I got around.


I’ve been to seven different countries, on three separate continents.

Some of it was due, to working for Uncle Sam,

Air Force and Army was more than a game.

It became a part of my name.

Then some of the travel was due,

To just who I am, and what I do.


Life is a big adventure, and I just had to get away.

I escaped the auto plant, to discover the world.

Some of it was for, the call of duty,

And some was to just view, the beauty.


When you go to the library, you will see a lot of books,

When you visit my blog, you see my various looks.

Once it’s in the cloud, you got to have the link.

Lose the link and you will never know how I think.


I think I will just write a book.

Writing a book, is no easy task,

But once written, the thoughts will last.


“Standing in the Shadows, Listening to the Greats!!!”

Will bear my name. And who knows, maybe I’ll see some fame.

That’s how, I will leave something behind.

So, Stay tuned!

I would like to be done by June.


Earl E. Hackett

Writer, Blogger, Author





Author: hackettglobalmarketing14

I'm a two time military veteran (Air Force & US Army). I started blogging to keep my mind active after 40+ years of work. I joined the Air Force to escape the auto assembly line in Detroit. I went to Libya North Africa where Col. Muammar Graddafi was forcing the closure of the base there. The base commander, Col. Daniel "Chappie" James kept a lid on the situation. I was later commissioned in the Army, and "Chappie" became the first African American Four Star General for the Air Force. Blogging just opened up the flood gates. Standing in the Shadows, Listening to the Greats!!! will be my blog novel. If you don't write your story who will?

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