The genius passed down
smugly rewarding
insanely unyielding,
On family endowments.
If the gift acrid?
You, donned backward.
For, daddy was a scientist,
and mother a book-keeper,
my sisters college graduates
and I a truth seeker.
The memories of Daddy and Mother
who showed us so much,
the stars and the Heavens
and the road to eternal life.
Because the genius smug
and often insane.
And the civil casualties
such a shame...
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