Cyclical Programming
Is there a reason why we’re
constantly looking to achieve more?
I’m tired now.
How did my mothers feel in
their life’s excursion?
What’s the point of the
repetitive nature of tradition
when the wounds of our
ancestry lay beneath?
Is this behavioral, a curse
to hear, you just like ya father.
Or rather their words
spelling intent on my future?
Is this circulation of
old wounds what masks
the power within my host skin?
Will I find a way to the end of
this without forgetting how it all began?
I must go on.
