REALITY?: Family

Children that won’t know me,
blood of my blood thinned by the water of greed,
flows down and, drying,
leaves no mark nor trail.

Generations beget forgetfulness
of branches cut from the tree,
still reaches up and, touching,
streaks clouds upon the sky.

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