God rest your soul
The sins of the father shall be forever imprinted on your weary brow
He filchered and fettled and frolicked in the sun
Leaving behind a string of homeless wives and penniless sons
These faults are incumbent on you and you will falter and fail
Unless you take heed of the signs and learn the lessons.
Give constancy care and compassion
Avoid adultery and count your blessings.
Alison Jean Hankinson
For d’verse poetics, the challenge was sign.
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Hues of Hankinson 
There are all kinds of consequences for one’s actions. Sometimes others pay for those consequences later.
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Sure can’t argue that one. My family has borne many ill-fated decisions. Glad I have no children to pass them on to
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I think this could be the subject of great debate. I love poems that make me think. Kudos to you!
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It’s true some sins negatively affect future generations…we need a greater vision for posterity.
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I really like the message here and your interpretation of the prompt. Wonderful alliteration. I believe we have the power to change our trajectory despite our family backgrounds. It is not easy, but definitely possible. Thanks for a second response to the prompt, Alison!
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Sad the kind of sins that’s being passed on.. abuse and being poor sounds like a few of those
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When the signs of life are paid heed to wonderful pathways are marked out. A nice thoughtful poem.
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The second line is the powerful one here. I’m going to jump from this…way outside the box of your particular words here……..to the idea that the actions one president recently took, by himself, to withdraw the US from the World Climate Accord, to strip the Environmental Protection Agency of funding, positions, scientists with portions of its website wiped clean……..these “sins” shall be forever reaped upon future generations. Well, that’s a big leap from your words!!! But, that’s the sign of good writing…that it strikes something in the reader that “connects” and causes the reader to think and ponder. And that, my friend, is what your words did for me today 🙂
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Always welcome and I do get it…. we carry the legacy of our forefathers too…In NZ we weren’t allowed to give blood as our generation might have “mad cow’s disease” it would appear that man’s ignorance is often worn by the next gerneration.. Much love to you, XXX
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Such powerful alliteration here!!
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