Natalie Jamokha


The Sins Of The Fathers

In me beats the blood of who came before,
in me flows their sin.
in me lives the price of their war.
in me rages the hate that doesnt dim.

i am the son of the worriors,
the son of glorious victors that had been.
i am the daughter of fighters.
the daughter of the hero that didnt win.

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