Legacies

Yes, walk out to Sunshine

But first

Push through
The layers and layers
Of judgements
Bitterneas
Sense of destiny
That are not yours
That you did not create
That goes back
Years and years
As decades transform
Into generations

You cannot see it
But it is thicker than water
The dry, springy texture
Of rubber
That tou must go through
If you want
To enjoy the Sunshine