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1993 - I FIND I'M DISINHERITED

Will it get me closer to memories
that tease then melt away like snow flurries?
A brother not seen in seventeen years.
What awaits me? Probably heartache, tears.

You enter the hotel confidently.
I'm like an old banger to your Bentley.
Why is it you have this effect on me?
Yours a first class, mine a tin pot degree.

You say we've both done things we should regret.
The past is like a burned out cigarette.
Everything was to be shared equally
but mum's will was changed in seventy three.

How it started you easily forget.
Nothing more than writing off a bad debt.
Leaving what you said exposed as a lie.
I need an answer to one question - why?

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Bernie Martin

Yeah you could say that. Sad but also formative. Thank you. 

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Stella Augostine

Lovely poem Bernie.
The poem is not just about emotional inheritance but also emotional inheritance 
The speaker may feel that they've been denied the emotional support or validation they need. 
The speaker seems to be gto grapping with feelings of inadequacy and resentment particularly in resentation to inheritance. 
The language is rich with phrases like 'I find I'm disinherited and" you're the one who always right "
These lines convey a sense of frustrations and hurt.
But our strength is built from past experiences I believe that.
I believe your past has built the you you're today Bernie. 
 

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Bernie Martin

Thank you Stella for your lovely comments. I particularly like your concluding sentences. Thank you so much for saying that. 
And you are right with your other conclusions albeit the feelings you describe were transitory. 

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