inheritance
Mother, tend to your son
Sister, be kind to your brother
Father, look your wild boy in
the eye and say you love him
Tell him now, before
to love him means to stroke
the mane of a war god’s horse
tangled from trampling through
battlefields of his own making
Five, ten, twenty years from now
Maybe he will finally stop trying
to outrun the ghosts we put in his head
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