Mother Wakes At Noon

Chains reaching up from the ground
No one
Nobody to be found
None

Butterflies sing that song
You know the one
That one no one hears
Nobody
None

Wind blows the trees
When I look up
They’re pointing down
At me
And there is no one
Nobody around
None
Just me
And the ground

But at noon
When the sun reaches its height
on the twenty first day
of the twelfth month
In the year – 2012
An earthquake
will brake me free

You looking at me
Waiting
For the day
The ground shakes
The day mother will awake
The ground opens up
swallow up the pain
brake the chains

You’ll see me
Free
to be with you

You will see me
And there
We will be
All accusing fingers will be braking
Hatred back biting bitterness shaking
and love
Taking its place
In a new time
In the year 2012

By: Roger Harkness
09/12/09



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