Inheritance
when you
clock-out
for good
early or late
or on-time
matters not
no more
left
as you came
naked
stripped of
faces you war
love you lost …
found
armor you donned
the shield, the sword
put down
for the pain
is for
the newborn babe
who will
wear the faces
you war
and acquire the armor
you hid in
for sun and shadows
are like
love and hate
Heaven and earth
joy and sorrow
yesterday, tomorrow
TL