We have both been reborn thru suffering
A phoenix tattoo on my back as testament
Her liver treatments
Her hip replacements
“God have mercy” on us,
and justice for all in need of You.
My mom and I have felt our womanhood
Carved into shape by God.
Bodies twisting in our own way
By invisible, divine hands
Apart from and toward each other
You sacrificed a life, so I could have one.
What have I shown you?
That the rinds of strange fruit continue to grow
And the groans of time still resound
On this middle ground
In this waiting place
At this bridge
Between heaven and hell.
Yet that is not all Here. You prepared me for battle
We soldier on in midst of plights.
May the Creator indeed show mercy
Toward the things that don’t
For our freedom.
May we continue to stand,
Cleaning up the streets
That have become us.