SING
Her silent,
Mother with child.
It’s enough
That you worry.
You don’t need
Her tears
To drown you
And your hopes.
You don’t khnow
The judge’s mind.
You don’t speak his language
You speak Spanish,
And he
Speaks Legal
When he’s on the bench,
American Legal.
Sing
Her silent,
Mute your daughter’s
Please, please.
Outside this door
You worry,
Whileinside,
I work--
Work within earshot
Of you,
Of her,
Of laws
I didn’t write,
You didn’t write,
that spin
Worlds on their axes.
Your song,
I don’t know the words,
But their intent,
By your voice,
Are meant
To breathe peace
Over a child’s eyes,
Sand man of another language,
Do your duty.
Sounds of sorrow,
Sounds of fear
Dwindling
Down to
Silence
As another day’s
Work begins,
Rending lives
From their temporary place.
Laws of motion send souls
Spinning off the surface
Where seeds
Had been planted,
Harveste
Had been anticipated.
Sing her silent.
Copyright (c) 2010 by the author
