i know now
what my mother felt
when blood was shed
in her mid years
and she cried out
the grief of mothers feeling the grief of mothers
she cried out
to the deaf ears
of neighbors
they were annoyed
by her compassion
she was a
radical a
rabble rouser a
madwoman who didn't know
any better than to
cry for children on the
other side of the world
1991 |