Ancestor Apology

 

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I come from conquerors

and stupid savages

Forefathers of flame

that burned it all

paying penance

in a sea of swords

I am the woman who sows her seed as all my fathers

My oats are sewn as finely as my gown

my seeds that are the cells of my blood

that fall upon the earth

my seeds that are the tears of my eyes

that roll into the rivers

seeds that take deep roots

and writhe as an octopus

striving towards the sun

catching knots in a net

setting them free from their forms

free from the bonds of the hatred

in the hearts of the men

that made me be

-White Witch

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