I can’t forgive you for the night
you attacked our mother
My eyes seethe as your hatred does
pounding
red, red lights
lights cover my eyes and
see your violence violating all I hold dear
He is man and I am her,
and this man…
this man…
He is his god, he is my god
She pushes him away
I do the same
I don’t want people to see that
my god is drowning in crazy
your insanity reflects me
my image
the image of our mother
the image of God
Christina Richards
October 4, 2010
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