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A poem about family…


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On my last trip to Kansas City, I picked up a book called “Create a Poem: Writing Prompts for Poets”.

I was directed to create a poem about “family” and to use the following words: tree, roots, ancestors, mother, father, children, home, name, tribe, clan.

Here is the result of putting pen to paper:

These roots run deep in tainted soil.

Sins of the father,
So many fathers,
So many generations.
How many mothers have wept at the foot of this tree?
Calling out to their ancestors -
begging for guidance,
praying for understanding.
The only way to save our children
is to heal the wounds;
wash the blood from this soil,
give a name to the transgressions.
There can be no tribe,
no clan,
no sense of belonging,
until we acknowledge
the pain, and tears, and history.
The truth will guide us home.

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