It travels till someone feels the pain
Dad tried to feel the pain through the rain
William's child felt it, but when I was born
I had to get older and then I could mourn
Daddy was better, I see how I healed him
But I share our generational curse and I miss my kin
Now I need him fully in every moment to help me even if he has to hold my hand
Because he taught me to walk but I still struggle to stand
Im still four to him and always his Princess and Tiger
I still felt it though, so what happened am I still a fighter
I became a healer like Daddy and Asa but I was taken
Stolen before my Father and even my Mother could show me how to balance when my world was shaken
I was never ready to feel the pain
Circus Parents who kept it in the passing lane
And then I felt it all and it's sting
I searched for a safe wing
Mom and Dad's safe wing
Grandpa's bagpipes when he sings
Harold and James' arms
The animals and two lifetimes of farms
But I still heard the alarm
Still caught by generational harm
So if Great Grandpa Henry felt it all
Why did William have to fall?
His legacy and his body off a platform
Trying to build a Show during the ancestral Storm
And why did Marcus feel it if it was already felt
Nothing lines up but a bum hand delt
I felt it then too
So lies, nothings new
I guess it stops with me
Because I'm the last of one legacy
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Cochran Legacy (I Remember The Cochran Circus)
Non-FictionThis is not a story of my life, my kidddnapping, trauma and my family's pain. This is our story and OUR legacy. This is our home. We are a dying breed that can not be duplicated and we must stick together in order to inform people, bring joy & sm...
