Awakened Love
My son Born of my lust,
Face, of my ancestors
How fast my heart beats
With love for you.
Your lusty newborn cry
Stilled by nature’s way
As you feed at your mother’s breast.
In your red and wrinkled
Countenance I see reflected,
The hope of my future,
And the misguided pleasures
of my past
My son!
The words burn red hot in my brain.
No one told meit would be like this!
An all compelling, consuming desire to protect you.
Protect you!
Bizarre,, hysterical moans
Fill my throat
I Who wished you Dead?
Planned how, it would be done
Protect you!
After this day I may never
See your face again
Fight my son. Fight for the life
almost denied you
Your father’s love will sustain you.
Fight my son.
Gemma Hill Writeyou Writeme 