DNA

He is only 4 years old,
but his punch hurts
as bad as his daddy’s

did.

I have to wonder
how so much rage
can swim through
two people whom
have never met.

Tethered in the ether
through invisible cords,
that anger must travel
from father to son.

I thought at first:

terrible twos

then threes

then fours,

but I see

now it is

so much

more.

*Day 19 – Poem a Day Challenge

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