Your words invade my neurons,
Your agonies radiate through my cells,
Your bygone light glimmers through my eyes,
Your blood flows along my veins,
Your stories pervade my existence,
Your names combine with mine
To ascend the past
And descend the future,
To construct Time
And construe Life.
We are One by the thousands,
My beloved foredads,
My dearest foremums.
Together we are
Doom's archenemy.
© Brigitte Poirson
Day 4 | March
short bio: I contribute to a South African Facebook group named Xwords, Riddles and ...
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