This, right here. This very spot you’re looking at Is mine. This is mine. Completely and unequivocally mine. I don’t have to share it, But with you I will Because This is mine. And I, Just I, Want to see it shine!
The ancient ivories, Say it’s not so. Make the calls for us all below. Wining and dining, With whom they choose. Ignoring or lifting, And constantly shifting. Follow the lead Of the one chosen seed Inside so much accumulated greed. Can do no wrong But, does that equal right? Whose hands are we in, anyway, … Continue reading The Family – August 12, 2019