The Circular Curse

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THE CIRCULAR CURSE

My great grandfather
Towed grandfather along this path
Neither was father left out
Even my brothers and siblings
Were careful enough not
To loose the circular baton
Handed down to them

I withdrew my hands aggressively
And was tagged anti social
I failed the cue's queue
Was labeled a rebel
I asked why I needed to follow suit
It was hurled blasphemy

I turned to leave
But my cloth's hem
Still had a thread joining
My brothers to my lace
My siblings to my waist
My father to my head
My grandfather to my knees
My great grandfather to my loins
Sadly I had no choice than to join
The bandwagon that pulled
Them along..

©Melson