Fall and Rise of Some Families
Fall and Rise of Some Families
Of late, I've seen some families crash
Like tombs of playing cards.
Each came back , utterly transformed.
I am surprised the men smell
Dinosaurs and similar extinct ones;
Women hold eternity in gazes,
Their sighs turned breezes.
The little ones also chip in
With animals and even plants
To start everything anew,
Upon uncertain sands.