Customs - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Customs

Their family was forced
To flee to unfamiliar
Shores where they would
Work hard to become successful.

A small shop became an
International enterprise
Extending back to the
Land of their birth.

They sit around the table
Discussing ways to deny the
Same opportunity to others
Facing similar circumstances.

They wistfully summon
Memories of the old country,
Of simpler times and
Time-honored customs.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer