Bastard Of Time

When time loses its hold

  do you choose a new father

 

Free of place and all station

   even freer from blame

 

Your mother is now

  and your mother forever

 

But your father is a choice

  much more than a name

 

Do you wrestle in torment

  as he calls out to you timeless

 

 Beyond the past and the future  

    —where you forever remain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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