Genetic Memory
Evelyn Bryne
Some migrations spam generations,
the knowledge of where to go is part of
their DNA and I hope that I will have spent
so much time staring at the stars that the way they glow,
the way they shine and how winter wind whips through your hair,
will be so ingrained in my soul that my descendants,
they will remember it too.
So that when our lives
become trapped within steel cages,
they will bring their memories with them,
and humanity will live, bathed in a starlight
that spreads through the ground.