Heredity Vampires

There are ravens wanting to pickoff your bones Because they sense a glint of gold and unworn Leather on the bottom of your Italian soles They've no regret you've passed on, don't mourn They want what's coming, it's their reward They'll empty you- out like you are a gourd. It's their legacy heredity vampires sleep for years And when they wake, they're like all profiteers They'll trace their lineage back to you. Other cursed ancestors are sitting on the shelf Their ashes from a bygone age will laugh at you But you'll have no regrets, at least not at this time. Rainclouds are like dirty soap suds around you But now their lees are disappearing down the drains And these others, with their birthright, damned Say, I won't be shunned or consumed I want what's mine, every penny - every dime. Is that a crime; don't you believe I've got a heart? I've paid my way every day. I deserve my just desserts. I won't make the same mistakes. I'll love my neighbour till it hurts. You'll see a different me. This heredity vampire will leave his house; The sun will shine and rouse the souls of the divine. They'll cry in tears of laughter, never to be doused again.