Wednesday, July 2, 2008

bodyparts 45




mother to mother
daughter to daughter
already done before i begun
born in a dream of rebirth

in a story made from old scrap
on a road leading up to the past
mending this past with the future
covering gaps as we go

then passing it on down the line
the big hope and great fear
every goal that been spent
all the rules that were bent

mother to mother
daughter to daughter
scratched from the ground
burnt hard by the sun

fully fed to cover their hunger
from years of denial
then shaped to fit in the dream
squeezed to grow taller than all

in the need of perfect perfection
the legacy tied to our bones
with our roots uplifted and trimmed
and the body a hole to be filled