How far do you reach, my family tree? <br />How many, born and died; <br />Great grandfather sailed from Germany, <br />His past, was soon set aside. <br /> <br />Brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts, <br />Some came, some stayed behind; <br />New fertile land, quick to transplant, <br />Far reaching, still unconfined. <br /> <br />Farther grandfathers, centuries back, <br />Did you work, and till the soil? <br />Raise your young, in a wooden shack? <br />The day, much filled with toil? <br /> <br />Longer yet, is my blood still there? <br />Perhaps, a pyramid to build? <br />Endless days, of pain and despair, <br />Empty life, left unfulfilled. <br /> <br />One more stop, when man began, <br />Adapting, to sustain a race; <br />Gathering together, to form a clan, <br />Have I anyone there, to trace? <br /> <br />It's possible, my blood took part, <br />Then evolved, all along the way; <br />Generations returning, to the start, <br />Back to me, right now, this day.<br /><br />G.R. Gaus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blood-generations/
