by John Yeo
I have travelled the world on a mission,
I seek to follow the clues
My existence hinges on the answers I find
To questions that haunt and confuse.
The trail is hard to follow sometimes
The branches of the whole go awry.
Often when I’m sure I’m on the right lines
A new path opens and new shoots appear.
Records were kept very poorly
The clues are confusing and suggest
My heritage will remain a mystery to me,
But my instincts for clarification
Urge me to continue my quest
Following the clues to discover
The roots of my family tree.
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