Tough Stuff

The patriarch is made up of motorcycle parts,

old and new batteries, black jeans and black t-shirts

He is where the echo of the family starts,

sewing each of our voices together in concert


Made up of the tough stuff of a turtle’s shell,

a fedora shaped crown, tomato’s blood, and radio wavelengths,

He is the magic one that rises from the ashes atop the citadel-

a reminder: where there is love there is strength


Our patriarch is made up of the worlds ancestors-

both plant and animal, both alien and human

He is our King, but wears the clothes of a Jester

He is the reason we hear the melody of life’s music

and dance to the rhythm of a family blooming

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