Mother’s grief on the front porch
Her feet are full of blood…

I wipe sweat on her forehead
Ask the Lord for mercy
I pollute paradise everyday
In a promised jungle
Setting forth notions
Worldly wicked ways
Justice undone...

As she stares out through the window
Thinking of God
She stammers bedtime stories
In the air
Thinking of times gone by
Love that was lost
Trust that is no more...

Blessed with a open heart
She forgives harm
She forsakes passion
She forgives care
Undone by whims of the world….