life stumbled in the door
like a drunken sailor
when we were born years ago
and after learning to walk
we stole from our future
blaming it on our past and
the father of our father's father
exempting us from retribution
as if we were "sacred cows";
and, once we were finished
with all our mentors, we silenced
them in homes with fences and gates
like cattle on a Montana ranch,
\while dining in the east and
poisoning the forsaken at home;
we are exclusive and domineering
having what we want when needed
as if we were still a nursing babies.
29 November 2020
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