“Mothers of the Continents”
Mothers of the Continents
Crossing timeless lands and now deep waters
Weren’t we all once one?
Ancestors evolve into descendants
Mixing culturally;
Contradicting with irony
Centuries of violence;
Against, in essence, our hindsight selves.
If we could have perceived through generations
Past into what will be, now history;
It would transform all the pointless historic
superiority
To embrace all children yet to be
That are our common family.
-Copyright Toni Truesdale 2017
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