Father Is the Son

The spiritual birth of word I recently lost my mind spirit and individual life. But was always soulfull just without knowledge of the one self To understand knowledge shown thru understanding. But through it all I came back In the essence and words that Filled me that up to now I had many Epiphany but none as profound. I was shown by my mother A two verse poem written by my father. The time of transition from righteous To complaicent mediocrity The time of the inspiration Is key to its power of comited energy And in two versus my father sacraficed understanding for knowledge To provide food for his son and daughter.