Family Roots (Congratulations)

we danced
we sang
we strategerized.

some trained as cultural heirs
to the struggle.
some trained for their personal
and a few trained for the struggle
into their jeans.
and some just wanted
a hug.

it was warm,
it was complete.
it was a family.

I miss
as I reminisce

some fathers beat
some mothers belittle-
your family can damage
your soul.

and so wisdom
was lost
for pride
and ego.

now I am Ronin
minus expertise.
without code.

a journeyman.
to fuck the World.
She and
we together
shall make a Family.

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