Another Son

Another daughter

Child’s smile vanished

From behind

Violence

From behind

Your gun

From behind

Your pain

Forming my grief

now I need n seek generational healing, honest, open and providing a space for me to say WAIT!

You want me to handle this, How am i supposed to handle this?

Alone?

CAN YOU FEEL IT?

Do you feel it?

It, it’s hurting me

Broken I feel and taken over by pain

Not a virgin to loss or struggle, but can I at least ask

Why am I feeling this… again (take a breath)

It’s taking me under n away.

I need to be here for my heart and for myself

and as their spirit transcends

from the harrowing pain inside I bend

We are both supported by the wind

Let me cry, rest and prepare in this moment

until I am the next

CHILD