Resource

What gets passed on? resources run down to nothing in
a tough season with nothing left to build on.
I smashed up a motorbike then gave it away to a friend, my injuries stayed with me but we all loved that bike, chrome and speed in a child's drawing of who I am,
ancestors we passed on, but something stood out, I am, I am.
Out of sight pairings, was it first come first served,
subtle unseen distinctions of feather and flight path.
My cat rolls in pleasure at the top of the stairs, growling in territorial marks later, he moved on.