Matriarch

patriarchal generations
 litanies of guilt and shame
 walk the line of his creation
 carry on his ghastly name
 mother asks her child why
 the child did not let her die
 on bed of tears the tired mother lies
 her son, a man undone inside
 when all is still and silent
 this deep wound is exposed
 with broken door forced open
 all other doors are closed
 mother asks her child why
 the child did not let her die
 on bed of tears the tired mother lies
 her son, a man undone inside
 patriarchal generations
 litanies of guilt and shame
 walk the line of his creation
 carry on his ghastly name
 when all is still and silent
 this deep wound is exposed
 with broken door forced open
 all other doors are closed
 when all is still and silent
 this deep wound is exposed
 with broken door forced open
 all other doors are closed
 when all is still and silent
 this deep wound is exposed
 with broken door forced open
 all other doors are closed
 (We are done fighting, tear down the sun and moon.)