Solace 

 

I do not share

your unacknowledged luxury

to do as You please and when

 

I am a mother

 

I Am

A

Mother

 

You are

the bearer,

the holder or with-holder,

of knowledge and technique

 

But I am

the bearer of children

the holder of the dying

 

I Am A Mother

 

And that You 

do not see

Me

Is your loss

it is yours

as are your knowledge and techniques

You may have them 

 

for I am 

the bearer of children

the holder of the dying

I wipe snot

and shit

and vomit

from the bodies of those I love

 

You cannot teach Me

Who and What I am

I am a mother