Lament

Candles have been lit on the altar.
I place a small hand on the psalter.
Brothers and sisters by my side,
Through your blue body we are tied.
 Momma, why did you go?

I can’t pray; I don’t know how.
I sure as hell won’t learn now.
For when I lifted up my eyes,
All I gazed upon were lies.
 Momma, can you hear us?

Go forth the mass has ended.
To your spirit we have tended.
We follow your casket out this door,
Your beloved face to see no more.
 Momma, what shall we do?

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