Christoff: wisdom of time
1910-2013
Nutured in the womb my birth introduced me to the light of the sun
my eyes clinging shut trying to subside a lil time to the life ive begun
Introduced to the pillar of life, I bathed, removing the sins of previous times
Reincarnation, new beginnings, redemption from the unknown mischievous crimes
Started crawling with the occasional lift as i stumbled over my own feet
Ironically it became the nature of my being, a butterfly effect on repeat
My father was a long rehabilitating Confederate with little education
My mother was a punching bag, drowning in insecurity and submerged from vindication
But Not all was bad...life granted me with a couple smirks
My antique train set, showed light in the darkness..thanks to my uncles work
At 18, knowledge was freedom and my passion was the philosophical wonders
Eager for explanations about myself and humankinds continuing collosal blunders
How could the misguided enslave the misguided? Wat disrupts the thinking?
As I study the life of courage and sacrifice of Abraham Lincoln
Wat drives that greatness? Is it obtainable? I continue to strive
By the age of 50, money was no object but my questions grew to tremendous size
The impurities of thyself, purged the seconds of understanding I held
Any quench was half empty and the thirst remerged, having to revisit the well
My children... grown now, show me the new inventions..TV's and vcrs
Seen a movie called psycho and figured this figment of imagination was a piece of ours
My son died from a drunken car accident, leaving behind two girls
My daughter pasted from pneumonia when I was 75, leaving me in this cruel world
Answers I still seek till my spirit abandons its vessel
Bones brittle with ghost hair but still blind in my adventure to what resides in this threshold
Over 100 years of studying, mind focused with in-depth thinking of each abrasion
Only to lie in my death bed regretting not just living instead of over examining each equation
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