by March 15, 2015 0 comments

I was born to a man
Who knew no limitations
And sacrificed himself
To the god within.

Confident what was here
Always would be,
He engraved family names
On anything

As rightful heir
To this immortality,
I blew the ashes
From my hand.

His death
Will include his heaven
And we—
His children—
Will burn
The throne.

– Jerry Moffitt

editors note:

The better legacy is statue toppled for human remainder. – mh

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