Life's Purpose

Life's Purpose

A Poem by Tate Morgan

My duty in this life is clear pass love from the child within me Along with prayers from those that died for all the hopes of things to be


My rendition of my grandfather Eddie and Freddie Volo graphite on canvas

Each day I wonder why I'm here

is it to fill what love requires

Or is there much more to my life

than all the joys my heart desires


I have been the emissary

of ancestors who came and went

My purpose lay within the genes

that through life and death they have sent


As thousands struggled lived and died

they entrusted within my soul

Hopes and dreams from generations

that led family in life's goal


My duty in this life is clear

pass love from the child within me

Along with prayers from those who've died

for the hopes of things that might be


While I tie my child to the past

going back to antiquity

He takes me into the future

granting us immortality

© 2018 Tate Morgan

Author's Note

Tate Morgan
I have often thought that a fathers job lay not only in his ability to provide.It is to enlighten your children with love of life. With that in mind I feel it important that we pass old wisdom's to the new. Time has a way of wearing us down. The old recriminations seem to ring out hollow as we ourselves become polished by the winds of time. In that end we see that enlightenment shows bright upon the simple truths that society masks and hides. We are here to succeed in life. Not monetarily but by producing a better version of us each time. Darwin would be proud. However to me Humanity has transcended the boundary of sentient thought. Leaving us a greater purpose that of carrying our brother along with us on life's journey.
Yesterday was the 20th running of the memorial race for my grandfather Eddie.may he rest in peace.
They don't make those men anymore!

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A beautiful tapestry of wizdom

Posted 9 Years Ago

As a genealogist your words ring oh so true. I've always figured we can't understand who we are until we have a grasp of who they were, what they gave up to get us here. Likewise it is easier to guide the children forward based on what we know of the past.

It seems in this fast world we live in, our connections to the past are getting lost. I was lucky to be raised with not only my great-grandmother, but many of her brothers and sisters. My love of genealogy started early while trying to figure out who all these old people were who knew me. I've strived to pass this love of 'knowing' them on to my children through the art, stories and music they left behind. There is a story in there somewhere. Thanks for the spark of inspiration!

Posted 9 Years Ago

And may this world have such kind and wise fathers like you...Wonderful work...As always...

Posted 9 Years Ago

Awesome job. The picture itself was the first thing that caught my eyes and made me wonder what truth did you have now that needed to be told. So after reading I must bravo to find the job of a loving parental. That was a really good answer too, to pass everything we have saw, learn, heard, and experience through out all generations. So from the bottom of heard I saw wonderful job to pass such wisdom on to others who may not know of or struggle to find this truth.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Thoughtful poem, rich in meaning. Well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago

Loved this interesting full of beauty and wisdom. shalom lily

Posted 9 Years Ago

beautiful, you are so talented..........

Posted 9 Years Ago

My duty in this life is clear
pass love from the child within me
Along with prayers from those that died
for all the hopes of things to be

Nate, you are an artist. I would really love to see you expand your venues. Your words of wisdom ring loud and you have a world of knowledge and emotional intelligence. Each of those are very visible in your work. The stanza above is indicative of that. I find no fault in your writing...I would just love to see you break out of the mold and let loose.

Posted 9 Years Ago

this is beautiful great job of course. Love it and the questions make you think ::)

Posted 9 Years Ago

For sure! Rock on! Let us live within them as they live within us! Very real portrayal of what it is to be a TRUE parent.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on February 21, 2011
Last Updated on May 24, 2018
Tags: poetry, Life, Sad, adventure, mystery, pain, poem, romance, story, death


Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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