The Gravity of Blood
The gravity of blood
Holds tight the satellites
Of family and
The ties that bind
Free will… be an illusion
An orbit of confusion
For the gravity of blood
Tis not random… nor tis blind
In the end we're naught but copies
Cast afar in the familial flood
Rejoined anon by the cosmic eddies
And the gravity of blood
poem by David Whalen
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