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May 13
Time
I would like to see
your grandfather years
rant your past mistakes
told to me as a father
not me as mere heir

knowledge
My sons may heal
from our long years
of ruins and rains
strength of oysters
of long yesteryears

Future
speeches and dishes
at ranches and brunches
with past stories as
pass time stories
your son
to my son
these stories for their sons
This is a simple poem on what time, knowledge and the future of a cross-generation
thesuunest
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thesuunest  27/M/kampala
(27/M/kampala)   
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