Mary - a Diary's Page
And your son
Fathered you
To carry him against the disbelief
And anger of conventions
And you gave birth
To the death of old traditions
That will not die
That stones your memory
With silence
For children are not products
Of wedlock
That die in new crucifixions
On crosses in the womb
And the old lie
Of third world overpopulation
You were a gift from him
And he the gift in you
Telling us
We are heritages of the Lord
Like Solomon
Building a sacred place of prayer
For the culture of our sins ...
I do not call you intercessor
I call you courage
Of the better example
Of love's perpetuity
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
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