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  193.     

Family Comes First, Part 2

Kari begged for his mercy
Quivering uncontrollably she cried out
Hoping somebody, anybody should stumble upon them
His eyes filled with rage
Oblivious to the pandemonium he was creating
He lifted his gun and muttered
“Family comes first”
It’s been ten years since he vowed
To follow in his daddy’s footsteps
Laying there in his casket
Surrounded by all of his homies
Each one living out the doctrine
“Family comes first”
His mother dared to deny him
An opportunity to continue to propagate
The cancerous philosophies
Of such a destructive cycle
Forcing him to find refuge and camaraderie
In the arms of his father’s assassins
Constantly reiterating
“Family comes first”
Initiation presented complications
Three frighten witnesses
Wrong place at the wrong time
Lying next to her two friends headless cadavers
Kari begged for his mercy
Pacing back and forth
His heart filled with fear
He approaches the windows
And yell out towards the spot lights
“Family comes first”
In a flash the room collapses
Commands are shouted
Flickers of light precede
The Angel of death
In the aftermath the second funeral in a decade
In the year of the ox
A grieving widow lays her child to rest
Inscribed on his casket his final words
“Family comes first”
 
Mustafa Marconi

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  194.     

Our Family Tree

We class ourselves as branches
on our family tree,
each person has a branch
and each branch has its branches
growing out of it.
Let’s go back to the beginning,
who would be the base
of our family tree.

In being logical,
we take the first names
in our written history
and those first two names
have to be Adam and Eve.
Now if they are the base
from which all families grow.
That makes everyone
on earth one big family,
and that makes everyone we talk to
part of our big family tree.

7 March 2008
 
David Harris

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  195.     

It's Not The Same Anymore

The same address, the same front door,
The same furnishings that were here before,
The same coloured walls, the same wooden floor,
So why dosnt it feel like home anymore.

There used to be voices chatting and laughing,
There used to be toy's clunking and clacking
There used to be kid's causing a riot,
There used to be life here
But now its so quiet.

There's no family shopping,
There's no family washing,
There's no family to sit down for tea,
There's no family here any more,
All thats left is me.

I so wish i was doing the family shopping,
I so wish there was a moutain of washing
I so wish i could be cooking the tea,
I so wish my kid's were still here with me.
 
Roz French

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  196.     

Family Of Friends

How do you live,
in a family,
that never shows love,
that only brings drama and chao,
upon the table of life.
...
How?
because you surround yourself,
with another kind of family.
...
A family,
that never judges you,
won't pull you to the ground,
but pick you up when your down in the dirt.
...
People who,
you can tell anything too,
and won't think differently of you,
after they know,
your deepest,
and darkest most kept secrets.
...
This family,
isn't blood related,
but so much more,
their a family of my friends.
: : end: :

written: 11/13/05
 
Broken Angel

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