Not The Rockefellers

and now
 i was a part of it,
 alright
 my custom fit cradle indented formidably into
 earth from sky a few looked down (three to be exact) with
 a blend of love,hate
  and who gives 
a damn upon
 a pillar
 yet i was theirs creation’s foundling  2015-Rene

image via magpietales eye pressed against the glass of fallen memory  still i cry had i known then? yes still i'd ride 2015-Rene