On ancestral paths



answers demanded

shouts to the contrary

fall on deaf ears –

as we walk alone.

Oblivious to


wrestling with contradictions

its poignancy palpable

pivoting to palpitations

of culminating convictions

that intersects

with a road –

paved of distinction.

Listening intently –

for clarity in consequence

drips that give way –

to torrential downpours.

And – whispers that metastasize


ancestral shouts.

Granting their children


to extinction.


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About Shun P. Writes

Author, Amateur Genealogist, Writer, Poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.