Wednesday, June 14, 2017
“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
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