KEEP IT 100: Chapter 8

 

My father told me his story.

“Upon this land, my father build the very foundation

That broke his back.”

He continued

“He continued to build,

And as the foundation had structure

His cracks under pressure.

As integrity is earned from hard work.

Intense was the labor.

Hoping that the reward was just.

But the pain 

Though well fought

Won in the end.”

It must have been too much to handle,

All that burden to bear.

Looking at my father,

Raw and bare bodies shaped you and me

He said.

“My father was one

And they hung him

On a tree.”

 

 

 

 

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