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The older elders have their superstitions, Tiny rituals they keep under their breath Spitting Wards & incantations Sweep of broom stick, and what the hex? Is Grams commanding demons “In the name of the Father And his son Jesus!” “To get out of this house?!” We all have one of those… The lost cause / loose cannon Black sheep first cousin Into ********** or something unacceptable. Perhaps their smell or appearance? But with all the many different kinds Of races of people / faces Painted, pierced, gold plated, We are biologically similar The Homosapien kin Bleeding tribes, clans, houses, Fathers and sons Who believe in war for the higher cause$ All above us here below How does that way of living persist When the world dies in Misunderstanding...? But we tolerate our addict Uncle, Alchy parents, ****** aunts Lost siblings on Suicide watch …   Because our humanity for family Shouldn’t change what our eyes must see… Can’t push brick mansions But we all can climb those very walls, It’s how we do family (Together standing tall) Love accepts without opinion Without doubt or regret No hate to have dominion Peace be (Unconditionally) And All the best. How we do...
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Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 11:06 AM UTC
How We Do Family
The older elders have their superstitions, Tiny rituals they keep under their breath Spitting Wards & incantations Sweep of broom stick, and what the hex? Is Grams commanding demons “In the name of the Father And his son Jesus!” “To get out of this house?!” We all have one of those… The lost cause / loose cannon Black sheep first cousin Into ********** or something unacceptable. Perhaps their smell or appearance? But with all the many different kinds Of races of people / faces Painted, pierced, gold plated, We are biologically similar The Homosapien kin Bleeding tribes, clans, houses, Fathers and sons Who believe in war for the higher cause$ All above us here below How does that way of living persist When the world dies in Misunderstanding...? But we tolerate our addict Uncle, Alchy parents, ****** aunts Lost siblings on Suicide watch …   Because our humanity for family Shouldn’t change what our eyes must see… Can’t push brick mansions But we all can climb those very walls, It’s how we do family (Together standing tall) Love accepts without opinion Without doubt or regret No hate to have dominion Peace be (Unconditionally) And All the best. How we do...
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Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 11:06 AM UTC
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