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Holi Rae: Blood Tied, but Fate Defeated

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Blood Tied, but Fate Defeated

Shared the same womb
grew up in identical habitats
mutual chambers
my shoulder, her pillow.

Blood bears us

Shared the same garments
bathed together
sipped from one straw
even used one utensil a time or two.

Ancestry connects us

Shared Saturday morning smiles
Smurfs, Scooby Doo, Snorks, and Super Friends
one floor television
one warm afghan

Red juice marries us

Shared Video games: Vectrex, Artari, Nintendo
one remote
single Apple Macintosh computer
one keyboard

Lineage merge us

DHS - where we studied subjects synonymously
Lay-uped under the same ball net
Ran together, cheered together
Traces still remain after graduation

Unwarranted Distance introduces himself

Higher education initiated farewell
EKU and UT, miles apart
fresh friends
worn memories replaced by uncontaminated experiences

Distance widens himself, omnipresent

Parents mirror progeny, and part too
Hound Boomer, inadvertently shipped to foreign territory
Accordance interrupted like the Red Sea
Unison once polished, now tarnished

Distance perhaps through obedience, in sync with Fate

Each dwell in four states
Illinois, Kentucky, Pennsylvania, Tennessee
blood holds the ties
and warrants trips

Jealous Distance ailed by the abandoned memories being rehashed

Trips minimized considerably
communication reduced
new marriages, homes, siblings, states, and professions
ALL NEW

Distance and Fate close now

Complete polar opposites
Black and white
North and South
Blood tied, souls disconnected

Distance and Fate have married

Steady tiffs replace once joyous moments
words box
committed to knock-out
harmony dissipated, tears dance a slow samba

Distance perhaps too far gone, desires a discount, Fate refuses compromise

Time buries history, refuses to unveil past
Distance and Fate do a duo dance
Fate fights ferociously
Distance desires a discount
Fate and Time team up
Distance’s strength dies down
Fate and Time defeat distance.

Blood doesn’t battle, yet remains taunted
lifeless like a weed in a desolate field
Blood waits for Fate, Distance, and Time to show her grace again.
“One accord, one day. We’ll all be together."

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