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Endangered Inheritance

Inheritance We are guardians of the future are trustees for posterity though wars galore are our legacy We leave to our children the genocide in shining armour destruction that we vowed not to happen again Its all in the mind and however we feel not involved we soak up the human condition promote it in our thoughts At the airport I picked up two of my triplets 23 now and with one staying behind 23 plus 23 plus 1 = 47 It should have been easy to remember my parking lot number 2 K 47 two kind children and one loved one missing My age when I met my lover 47 the writers ‘group 47’ maybe the white death hunger winter in Europe that time 47 days until Christmas and 2 Kinfolk to arrive yet I however instead chose 2 AK 47’s as my mnemonic automatically As in 2 angry Kalashnikov guns blazing me back to that dark gloomy place where my car had been rested for later What kind of light what remembrance and outlook on life has been planted like a bomb in my destructive perception Do I accept when words convoluted connotations sinister aberrations seep and creep the into the percipience of what I call home Or must I refuse not to become guilty of killing by proxy of destroying the heirloom in mind and in spirit By not standing up to that covert insidious manipulation and domination taking place in my head I suppose I am guilty as charged 14th November 2016

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