She's a girl - bright; crying child, alive;
Scent sweet like baby powder and of all things familiar
Comes in a close second.Hush - now you are here
All stitched, knitted perfectly together
Your arrival marked by a piercing cry

We need the love you give away,
The flame you keep inside for free
The love you give and take and make with as you wish

She kicks her tiny hands and feet in the air
Now she's the only thing that matters
There was a time when time was wasted

With golden lies and mistakes from the past, family,
Sacrifice, now a peace of mind emerges, strength renewed
Mother and daughter build blinkers and walls around their eyes

Why do they do this to themselves?
It is to accept that God's creation is in the familiar details,
Naked and exposed for the whole family to see.

Fat and small, this pale stranger smiles, this creature feature
Clenches and unclenches her tight fists, delicate polished fingernails,
Relatives proudly count all ten fingers and all ten toes

She is visibly crowned
With smooth, all-black entangled hair
Her noise creates a void

Newcomer graces us with her presence
Of sunlight and milky tenderness,
Her eyes sparkle with grace and knowingness

We stay clear
Of underground voices and family history
Wish the mother, kiss the baby

She is already firmly placed in my heart
All what was once tragic in our lives is now deemed
Lovely and beloved; we all move our minds, count to ten

Mother guards her baby well - this is normal
Keeps her close with a secret, blissful smile
And a silent sigh of happy contentment.

While onlookers' witness the proof of her explosions
Of maternal bliss; other mothers watch children at play
And how fast they grow up - their childhood escaping from them.

I begin to know the painless feeling of relief
Of the role I have to play; there I was a million miles away
But always in contact with the truth that spills red.

I kept on looking for a way to make a name
For myself, a way to change things around,
A way to turn and to stop questioning these times.

I found myself in stillness -
Working hard at my role
As a human being to accomplish it.

My body tense and restrained
I opened my heart as dark and heavy
As a beaten drum to her and found a million pieces.