Living a Life in Someone's Honor
Unsettled conversation
in a backyard
filled with untested solutions
On the surface,
he extinguishes the only guiding light they had to share
Now he faces them, headstrong
“Fear not my only children
mistreated souls will always venture on”
In a backyard
filled with untested solutions
holds an unsettled conversation,
lacking mediation
Forgive me father,
how could I rise to occasion
without a compass in my hand,
begging for exploration?
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