S-sh!
Do you hear her voice?
Do you hear her heart beat –
Racing as though the fast heats of the savanna’s west.
Do you hear her sobs
She cries, deep there_
Deep there, where your walks reaches not
She sobs slowly; silently
Even quieter than the pelican’s hisses
She does not want her children knowing –
That she cries for them:
For their fights
For their sins
For their deaths
For their sicknesses
For their lust, she does not want them knowing
She sobs sorely on their behalf --
To the Master!