The Torch Passed
The Ancestral Pen
when passing down
to heirs apparent
is thus endowed
Its ink distilling
what time cannot
a legacy willing
what can’t be bought
The Ancestral Pen
rewrites the tome
of generations
that sat the throne
From voices distant
to voices near
the torch is passed
— the future clear
(The New Room: December, 2025)
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