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Author Topic: Poem: Lost In My Family Tree  (Read 1880 times)

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plzbegentle

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Poem: Lost In My Family Tree
« on: January 27, 2009, 04:44:58 AM »

Iím so lost in my family tree,
Names are names with no ancestry.
Deemed by submission this unrecorded seed,
Because my family before me did not take heed of the memories and keep sakes that now I so desperately need.
Know who you are and you destiny,
But DAMN Iím so lost in my family tree.
They say to know where your going you should know where your from,
I suppose it was easier for some; those who where (ďBLESSED) with the funds.
Land was there notion,
Money an aim of devotion.
Please believe injustice brings about the biggest commotion.
Itís inequality where the ties of my family tree lies,
Being moved from pillar to post in the middle of the night.
A few things got lost along the way,
Which is why I have no understanding of my heritage today.
Ignorant of the example I may never see,
What kills me is my children will be lost in their family tree.
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ENERGY FLOWS, WHERE ATTENTION GOES

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Re: Poem: Lost In My Family Tree
« Reply #1 on: February 09, 2009, 03:35:35 AM »

iman like your poem brudda. .

Jah bless
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Re: Poem: Lost In My Family Tree
« Reply #2 on: February 25, 2009, 01:17:00 PM »

InI like your poem very much

jah bless
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"a man with no past is a tree with no roots if you dont know where you came from where do you go?"

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Re: Poem: Lost In My Family Tree
« Reply #3 on: April 13, 2009, 03:51:03 AM »

much into perhaps a higher literary plane, even if it lost much in the
process. " Awoonor's family was poor, but when he was nine years old he was . . . 
bird is a creature that destroys the tree in which it takes up residence.  . . . 
Rediscovery and Other Poems, 1964.  Night of My Blood, poetry, 1971.  . . .
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