u likey 'bollywood'...so here is the story..
as i go back to the streets
: where i am still known..needed and wanted..
where my grandfather laid the 1st stones of a house..
and my father build few homes dere
: with concrete and cement of 'pakka house' : the first in the village...
..i cant help wonder how far we have come.
the house : still stand : rock solid as ever.
the foundations : are magical : they seem much sturdier than time would account for it.
something holds that house together : it is more than rocks and rubble...
it is the will of my ancestors : a birthright.
a birthright of reclaiming my legacy : putting it in right place in the world.
Ancestral karma : babie baldies : with 'surname' to 'hack'.
the cave : awaits me.
💮 🌻 ♒