Ecclesiastes 1:9 

9 What exists now is what will be,
and what has been done is what will be done;
there is nothing truly new on earth.

 

 

The inheritance of my " fathers "

 

Is all I have … is what was left

by some-one … who lived before me?

Some flesh and bones, some fleeting thoughts,

which some-one had before me.

 

My looks, my walk, my simple talk

it seems that they lived yesterday.

Kind of strange that within range

nothing new … is on the way.

 

Except! May be? It's got to be!

A new-born babe and thus

we'll teach it everything we know

so it will be just like us.

 

Is that what brings existence down?

"New" imitations of ourselves.

We! Who are in not so far

imitations of some-one else.

 

How far do we go back in history?

May-be to Noah's ark?

Are we than, like men were then,

locked up in the dark?

 

Or when it landed after many a day

on the summit of a mountain.

A bright day but the only way

was to go down that receding fountain.

 

We have gone down … ever since,

sometimes slow and sometimes faster.

One thing for sure on our way down

we seldom obey The Master.

 

As children than in dis-obedience's lot

and exact the same in “being”.

We're tied together to live or rot

if The Truth we're not "a seeing".

 

So as we deposit in death's ways,

do we accept "inherited" evil

and here and there a little good

as by intent we simply weave it?

 

Only if we are re-born again

and restructured from the core

can we inherit Life's certain ways

and live forever more.

 

Jan Wienen