The Patriarch
i walk among the tombstones
all my elders have gone on ahead
and have left me
i have become
the patriarch
of our clan
walking with me
are the ghosts of our past
memories echoing through my mind
guiding me along the roads I walk
this is no title I have strived to achieve
but i'm the eldest now
the ghosts remind me
of my duty to my ancestors
and my decendents
I am the old guard now
all eyes are upon me
watching
wondering
when I will go on ahead
the tombstones call me
this winter wind has chilled me
I cant get warm
Copyright © Timothy Mcguire | Year Posted 2022
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