Breaking Bond
Bleeding heart.
Smile sold cheapest.
When your life,
Controlled by family feud.
Where do you stand when
The bond gave you no alternative?
My soul speaks the language of all sorrows.
My spirit yawns, stretches his arms
To God’s help seek.
Who am I when they used to define me?
When with them, fate bore me the same name.
Fate, biology, genes, a yoke!
Free me! Free me!
On my own, on my way!
I seek to take control.
No more them.
Take the genes away.
If this, the price to pay.

Paterne Freeman Shadowriter, Self A Universe

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