With every smile, guffaw, tear
skeletons wearing flesh bow
to honor ancestors who carried
the heavy lifting so long
regardless the distant relations
between microbes and stars.
DNA identification cards
or memory searches by lonely
folks, for whom "resemble"
means so much, may certify
for the driven bloodliners,
but the best benefits live in
drawing from the well in deed.
The primal wound bleeds
for a compensation bandage,
and a way while breathing hints at
a clearing in empathic truth only.
Aware peoples police
sort through kindness.
The hunt for purity may come up
with one race or tribal Romeo
and Juliet; evolution jostles jots
while the universe whirls along
an only draft, final. Wee.
A ragtag clan band parades
through generations gifting
to those open to living.
