your mothers fears
stored up
wrapped up
given to you
your fathers sigh
his triumph and failure
all these things
run through your veins
strengthen your bones
thorn in your side,
pit in your stomach
these things,
run through your veins
do they have the final say?
is it destiny or dna
walk on, tiger
forage the forest
tear through the jungle
make a sound
like no one else
you’re not history
you’re the future
you bloom and grow
out of the cracks
pieces of the past
born from the pillars
of your mothers smile
and your fathers grin
sweat and sin
crack like the earth
opening up
tip your head back
to drink the water
hunger and thirst
you will get your fill
you will find your name
you will make a way
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