An ambassador of self planted his seed and walked away
Obscurity
In defiance, you
came into being
A thriving weed
Persisting and
unwanted
The imposter took
his place
A magic barrel,
never full, never satiated
Pour the wine in;
fuming rage results
Alchemy
Obscurity/Reduction
Defiantly you hit
back with deathly intent
Oh, Man, you hit
back and pounded your way into be-ing
But obscurity was
bested through life, and not death
You planted seed
of your own and remained
Cultivating you,
became life for me
I was wanted
Father you, made
me something
Because of you I
am a father now
With you part of
me, and them too
We are something
from nothing, something alive from death
Because you were
defiant
And hit back
Cultivating,
loving, instructing
Be-ing everything
they weren’t
Be-ing though they
were not
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