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He Finally Beat The Family Curse

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His very father fell in love and married
A woman who he loved more than any other
A woman who in time became his very curse
Who did all she could true love to smother

Their life and love if one could call it that
Was for his own father a life living a curse
He grew watching his own father suffer pain
Giving all a saint of a man could offer her
Come sunshine and come hail and come rain

He with watching them decided never would he
Ever in his life become a victim of such strife
Then later he as well married like his own father
An exact double of his mother his very first wife

It lasted until he could not carry on in any way
It's always the children who suffer most endlessly
He lived alone gone now happiness and gone home
But carried on in despite of all lifes diversity

Much later he met and married another in life
And though lasting longer having given his all
Became another three children suffering as well
Living that same curse as he climbed lifes wall

All he ever wanted was to be loved by only one
Who as his father loved him with heart and soul
That very curse it seemed was ever alive and well
And each day becoming more so deliberately bold

No more he swore that curse knocking on his door
He traveled the world alone his planet back yard
Learning more than most in his university life
No more would the very family curse work so hard

Meeting a woman across the world he fell in love
Never married her but giving all he had to give
Was not that long and the curse sang it's song
Proving it was as if his own shadow life to live

He traveled all over loving earth thorn and clover
Seeing things in life of wonder and of every curse
So much of it as the bullet he bit was bullseye hit
Was a curse of it's own religion many knowing worse

Life had educated him endlessly over so much time
Though he met one becoming a partner one could say
And as before that curse knocking at his very door
As said Murphies Law in life will have it's way

He'd seen places of such pain and heavenly faces
While academics sit as if learning in some school
Most who had never moved from there during years
Ending up for a lot with a degree of a pure fool

Traveling earths wonders ife's untraveled tracks
He'd met and loved many along life's very way
But deciding to leave it all where it all was
Traveling feeling over a nights love could stay

He wrote book poems songs many and he often sang
Songs that told so their very own of life story
Learning to surely know not just believe it's so
Of many an equal mans tails of love and of glory

Never a racist or hypocrite religious coursing war
Knowing all souls only want the same very thing
To live life without sadness knowing not of badness
And to be able to hear their very own children sing

Many years seem to pass finding diamonds and glass
Almost all where as if family to his very own soul
Religions cursing a nights pure love hand in glove
While their being wed for life had him feel so cold

An hour of making love can he found save a suicide
Having another not feel so deeply within all alone
Feeling lost as loves oceans deeply wildly tossed
Their very hearts within not having known a home

When he decided no more to fall in love and adore
When for him within life could not be any worse
Without searching more he came to a peaceful shore
And finally he'd beat the always very family curse

Finding the horse never bites the bit never to quit
Give up search taking magic moments where they be
Making love with one who loves you with all they are
Even for a night of absolute giving ever sincerely

But upon this peaceful shore he came to fall in love
Without stressing one's heart one's very own soul
And the curse it was gone no more singing it'ssong
And real love lived as within oldest days of old


terrence michael sutton
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