Abandonment is a Carpet Bag

A dusty antique;  
faded 30's fabric    
My grandmother's    
new flaunt; my mother's      
My inheritance  
It'd seen the dust bowl    
of depression; Women's Liberation      
Blacks get the vote      
Made Love not War    
( which is why I'm here )  
Bone breaking crush    
of Experience stuffing    
its weighty contents      
Cornered in a dark trunk    
camouflaged, misfit of Truth    
until the tectonic shift    
Catapulted it threadbare      
into the sun, skeletal shards    
puncturing the pattern    
It was a stowaway      
of granular debris;    
unbathed stench      
When I buried it today    
I asked the Universe      
what took so long      
Why withhold the Source;      
I'd gagged half my Life      
catching occasional whiffs    
False prophets  
preaching Love    
Nodding while paying respects    
It looked back and said,      
'You never Trusted enough'    
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