Zuko (Honor)

Carry your family like

burlap sacks of rice


Gather your history with

calloused palms like cotton


Prick the tips of

your fingers

on the splintered pine

of your family tree


Rip the soles of

your feet from the

tar coated roads


Denounce and embrace your

last name in the same breath

because it was never yours

in the first place


Love your family with

leather smiles and

rotting brown teeth


Carry your family on

your back like

gold ore

This poem is about: 
My family
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