My matriarchal genetic line
of narrative
not quite sublime
resonantly erupts
regeneratively abrupt

Loves repeating
robustly carnal wisdom’s long
drawn out song

Continuously unabated
with unconditional
transgenerational regard
is something emerging more
than simply not not hated

Unlike our discontinuous patriarchal lines
drawn win/lose competitively
dominating lies
across sandy soils, now quaking
under shaking stubborn feet
awaking.

Where Mom will wake
each morn to greet
this life feels glad
to peacefully repeat

While Dad will scowl,
invoke defeat
his love was lost
in-dus-trials
of empty sad
repeat

Monotonously monotheistic
monopolizing maniacal statistics
monoculturally atheistic
monochromatically dominating
anthro-supremely
down with EarthRights
hedonistic.