My Legacy

It was just a simple question,

But it ruined everything.

Those who were once behind me,

Were now facing me head on.

The pitchforks were carried,

And the torches were lit.

I shed tears until I dried,

And yet continued to cry.

I stayed away for days,

As the rumors began to fly.

The rumors, though, were false,

So I tried to make my case.

But in the end the hunters won,

And I went up in flames.

The legacy I carried on,

Was now just simply gone.