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Family

Family is the roots that we come from
The grows into our family tree
And everything about whom we are
Our nature comes from our family

Every society greets family different
Islamic countries they hug none stop
Some western society shakes hands
Caribbean’s just say “hey what’s up’

Family can be real close
Then they can stray so very far
Some you may not see for years
Because they can’t be reach by car

If we don’t know where we come from
How can we know who we are?
To really understand the present
Our past holds the key to our future.

The roots of our family origins
Is the character that we will pertain?
It’s the wisdom and understanding
That will run through our veins

Family names will often change
But always belong to the first seed
It will always be the inspiration
We go to when are in need

Some family seeds are bad
Rotten to the very chore
And the fruits that they bear
Brings destructions’ and war

There’s a saying that an apple
Don’t fall to from the tree
And if the foundation is weak
Then it will tumble down entirety

Our family tree has grow so much
Some new members I’ve not seen as yet
And my boyhood days with family
Is some thing can never be forget

Family will always has each others back,
when push comes to shove.
And it don’t matter the distance apart
Family is bonded by the power of love

Our family chains can never be broken
We are bond till eternity
And it will always keeps growing
The roots of our family tree