Parasite

How does one resist the plea of the one who gave life?

How does one fight the decay that drains the foundations it helped fortify?

When the towers that surround your castle stands tall and proud.

Unbending and unyielding to the cracks that sips through it.

Sometimes life gives you legacies that you never want to inherit.

Obligations are meant to be fulfilled not passed on to those who has nothing to learn from it.

The unwilling heir receives under pain of sacrifice & unhappiness

And those who profess to love him are the very force the drains him.

The claws of embraced filial duty grows strong when responsibility beckons

It’s meant to be shared by those who shares the same blood and last name.

Such concentration of responsibility breeds resentment and ruin.

To those whose honest heart have been abused.

The warmth of a womb is meant to comfort the child’s spirit and soul.

It should never be a shackle that stops your growth.

The cord of filial duty and the ties of blood should not disappoint.

It should never be a parasite that steals your strength and justifies its false righteousness.