Anticipation

On this day I’m torn
between being a mother
and being a child.

I know he’s torn too,
between being a father
and a slave lover.
Who will he hurt today?

I’ll try to be
the accepting one,
the forgiving one.

I pray he’ll be able
to pull this off
so no one gets wounded,
but what if he can’t?

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