My Ancestry
I stray from the herd, and walk
against the flow of a generation.
The raging force knocks me to,
fro.. legs weak from resisting.
They came before me, a long line
marching alone, abandoned,
we all were abandoned. Fathers
unwilling to care, unwilling to love.
America's greatest past-time,
is passing time independently,
alone. A fatherless generation,
lost in the fog - disillusionment.
One of the founding fathers - found me,
lightning struck a kite held key,
and the rest is history, rewritten,
retold, resold... it changes every day.
Where do I come from?
A long line of success,
and of failures.. the only
common thread is survival.
Ancestors who survived to breed
and pass on their genes to me.
I've heard stories:
A son's murder by the mob,
a mother suicide... a police
officers affair with the neighbor,
the signing of the Declaration of Independence.
There is a bad, and there is good,
and I'm made up of both...
Humanity is imperfection perfected.
- I had a vision. -
A white light drowning
in a sea of blue. My forefathers
sat on clouds, bleeding into
the sea.The water and blood mingled into black,
and the white light imploded into nothingness.
My ancestors' bodies piled onto that nothingness,
forming a house. A skeletal door opened, and
I walked into death, having no fear.
Moonlight shadows dance on walls,
whispering secrets, singing ancient songs.
I see grandpa laughing with his blue eyes,
mischievous smirk, and grandma cries.
It's all lost, gone for a long time.
I sit wondering why this all comes now?
Ancestral calls of the wild,
Rebel against societal conformities,
Break free - Revolutionary War.
'Give me Liberty, or give me Death' -
It's easy to conform. It's easy to accept.
Difficult is to stand up for what you believe.
It's hard to be free...
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