Son, for how many years
did you explore the citadel
of sapience that yet you still
crucify decorum in this precarious
Remember, when you returned,
we magnified the ascension of your glory;
We even danced to beats
eulogizing the dominion of your name. Solidarism.
But now that we seek the prognosis to
that has bedeviled the mitochondrion of our ancestry.
You just sit there stroking the screen
of your IPhone.