Entry 095

America wants their ice cream. Now.

Legend

Stories of those who don't exist

Find their way into our minds,

Root themselves, and bask in our imaginations.

They don't let us forget them,

And to us they become real,

Almost to the point where we can see them,

When they don't exist.

They then become distant,

Like a memory,

But they are just a legend;

Their untold stories die within us

And they die with them

When we ignore them.

The legends must be discovered,

Explored and documented,

Shared, and then they will be satisfied.

They come to us for a reason.

They need us,

For only we can make them visible to the rest of the world.

"Legend," (c) Rebecca Grapentine, June 10th, 2011