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AM I THE CAUSE?
What came first,
the chicken or the egg?
Does cause precede effect
or does effect precede cause?
The British,
Stole
Enslaved,
and claimed
the sun will never set on their domain.
Am I the cause?
The German War machine
proclaimed a thousand year reign.
Am I the cause?
Effect,
is the articulation of cause;
cause trying to explain its purpose,
why it did what it did.
Born of two warring nations,
Offspring of far removed kins.
Both of whom twice tried
to commit genocide,
and end the cycle of life.
But they survive each other’s death strikes.
For here you stand
upon the land.
Beloved child of two warring Nations,
the British Queens,
and the Teutonic Kings.
Have you resolve the centuries of wars
within your skin?
Battling blood-lines of conflicting titans.
Which side won
and which side lost?
Did you subdue them both without cost.
Paying penance
in your self created hell of;
guilt,
shame,
and plenty of blame.
Ancient benefits,
that course through your veins.
But here you gallantly stand,
a living testament to those failed plans:
Beautiful
Surreal
A happy-go-lucky,
love child of two arch enemies,
which are now good friends.
Maybe,
you are more than it seems?
A child of hope.
A child of dreams.
A child of peace.
A pretty, pretty,
monument fashioned with fleshly gold.
This is your providence,
this is your goal,
this is your beloved parents story untold.
As human beings we all hope!
My dear dear special lady;
our heritage we cannot choose,
it is fate’s choice to be approved.
The table is already set,
the dishes are placed,
the constraints are there
for our choices to make.
Fate’s choice cripples you,
dulling the brilliance
of your God given treasures.
Except whom you are.
Make a new start?
Blaze a better trail for new beginnings.
Be a beacon of hope,
for your parents secret thoughts.
Extend your petals,
and bloom like a beautiful white rose,
to expand into the pinnacle of your existence.
Leegal Poet
Wayne Ferron
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