Monday, August 15, 2005

They say she

They say she is crazy
Crazy with grief

She waits for him
For answers
Because there is
no one else left
to wait for

No son now
No husband now
Few relatives
Stand beside her

The grieving mother.
The brave mother.
The courage
in her heart
Fuel for her despair.

The agenda of the wicked
They say she
Has lost her husband
They say she
Has lost her head

Oh cursed cowards
Oh arrogant news puppets
Oh malicious Michelle
Would that you
Might feel the pain
of a slain
Mother's heart

But I do not think she
Would wish it upon you

She shames you
By her brave sunburnt face
And the memory
of what she has loved and lost