THE BIG BREAK-UP
Copyright©2019 by Sheryl J. Bize-Boutte
You named me
Mother Earth
And in my last days
I look back and wonder
If you had believed
I was a man
Would you have
Respected me more
Would you have treated me
Like the devoted caregiver
Taken for granted
Thinking I would always be here
Because Mama always got you
Even when you
Slowly and deliberately
Break her heart
I have come to know you
As the indifferent children you are
Greedy and uncaring
Where those among you
With the loudest voice
And the biggest bag of coin
Silence those who want to save me
You shake my core
Producing unnatural fire
My heat does not subside
My tears evaporate
I only imagine I can cry
Gone are my seas
Of clear aqua calm
Debris clouds reflection
Of the exploding stars
Melting in my fever
Freezing in my chill
I am starving
Seeking the sweet breath
That is no longer there
I choke on my dryness
I drown in my wetness
My greens are dust
My browns are mold
I am toxic to life
My rancid smell repels
I cannot control my bowel
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As I spill over
into the unknown
and places where
my wardrobe no longer fits
I am naked and alone
Stripped of my riches
As flames rage across my belly
With misplaced rain
Steaming from my head
Poison droplets swipe right
Across my chest
Landing at my center
I give birth sporadically
In strange places
Where some things do not belong
There was an order here
There was a freedom
There was a love
Openings for new beginnings
The portal is closing
My feet are missing
My soul is heavy
Movement is an elusive dream
I have grown tired
I must rest my soul
By leaving you
If enough are left
Who really love me
You may find my hiding places
While the sun continues to reveal
And the moon lights the empty dark
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