As we grow old...

We are supposed to listen to what we are told. 


The wise & the bold, 

Told us something that we should all take & hold. 


Blood may be thicker than water, and that may be true...

But the blood is the one that causes our vision to be blurred to what is the cold truth. 

This poem is about: 
My family
Our world


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