Painting

Předkové

"I came from my ancestors
and I feel overwhelmed.
I am thinking…

They put into me
what they themselves experienced,
imprinted their every deed into me -
love, pain, fear and sadness.

Then I myself pass on
my experiences as a mother,
unconsciously carrying
a drama tested by generations.

Do I carry
the burden of my ancestors on my back,
so that in one breath,
without thinking of the consequences,
I can pass them on to my children?

Will I carry on what was given to me,
will I repeat only what is familiar to me?
Or will I break the circle forever
and break the unwritten family rules?

Will I heal myself first,
protect my children,
heal mom, dad and you too,
enlighten you with knowledge.

I adjust the mirror,
I am often not accepted,
I am rejected by my family,
It is a big theater,
Without a written script,
I am a spectator, an actor, a director
And I cry into my pillow.

Who deserves an Oscar
In a movie called Life?"