Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Ancestry

Bravely I fought for ale, 
Kindreds follwed me for their bail. 
I ruled my kingdom, 
And proudly stole their boredom. 
I was buried and they engraved my tomb
in the most honourable manner. 
Time enlarged my tomb, 
And decades made me rust
And wiped away from the memory lane. 
And now I am an ancestor, 
who rest in the ancestry lane, 
and forgetten from the future too. 

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