papa
I doubt this legacy
Published in
Nov 3, 2020
I want to be your good girl
I want you to love me I want
to believe in the land of the free
and the home of the brave
you hold me and the boys run
ahead this kitchen isn’t safe yet
girl mend the tears you said
this doesn’t feel like love
Papa why you tell me
he doesn’t belong here
with his brown skin but
his labor was good enough
blind but to the Word
your ears are deaf but
for the clink of change that
sound isn’t what you think
Your ancestors played the bodhran
too and planted fields did you
dig ditches get greasy ‘til
we’re all dirty outside too
I hear music in Congo
Mongolia Patagonia I see
the sky and sew it up lay down
in your grave Papa keep
the skin you made for me
everything is your fault
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