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Ancient Gifts

from July Songs by LIT. MAJOR

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What are we supposed to make
Of these ancient gifts?
Something we’re supposed to take
Or is there some risk?

Instructed by the overhand
To do what we’re told
Not one soul among us
Can stand to be so bold

What are we supposed to make
Of these ancient gifts?
Will it set into motion
Some fortuitous twist?

I stand to be surprised by anything

What are we supposed to make
Of these ancient gifts?
A dubiously blood-borne
Molecular shift

Inheriting such tyranny
Can only get you so far
In the end, most commonly
It just makes everything hard

What are we supposed to make
Of these ancient gifts?
I feel like I was born to take
But was I born to give?

I wish I’d be surprised by anything
I wish I’d be surprised by anything

What are we supposed to make
Of these ancient gifts?
Living in a constant state
Of 'what the hell is this?'

Nothing really fixes it
We can hardly ignore
We’ve just gotta live with it
Assuming there’s no cure

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from July Songs, released August 30, 2019
Entry #26 in my Song-a-Day project, July 2019.

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