never allowed
to mention your name
ask
where you were
what had happened
how come i never see?
except in furtive corners
scared to be found
using your name
leaving me mute
unable to find words
infant without a voice
struggling to articulate
the loss the hurt
child with nothing
but violence
while other kids
it seemed
had the love
kind words & grace
i struggled
to remember you
your face
in those long years
until i saw you
to find for myself
as a mother
you were indeed
as a person
a no good adult
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