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The Gene

There’s a gene embedded in every parent to recreate what their parents had done Sometimes good, and sometimes bad, passing it down from father to son To repeat family history through memories past the circle a lingering fate Excuses come early with reasons too late DNA always proffered as bait The young and the old both prisoners of time their footsteps in sequence to fall And when questions are posed why they acted this way, they’re too busy passing it on —to recall (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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