The Shadow Matriarch
Apr 28, 2022
Story
I am a woman with no age
A colour with no race
I can turn dark
I can turn light
But the darkness in me is pretty dark
The daylight in me is a small light
When the light shines bright, it burns me
I yell harder and louder in a rage of hope
Until the hope hurts
My head held high
Behind is the fire
The heat is burning me
To run is weakness, to stay is courage
If I run, death will follow me
Scars will be my forever
Scars will be my tattoos
Fancy on the skin but ugly inside
Locked myself inside for an age
and no one knew I was there
When I finally opened the door
It smelt like hell inside
But hell could become a palace,
Cleaning, repainting
I took care of it, respected and loved it,
worked at it
Now I call it
My kingdom
I am a queen, my blood runs through you
The drop of my blood gives you life
Your brain formed in my womb
And you are fed of my milk
We carry the weight of new life
It lives out of us
and we live out of it
the future of the nation
You're the blood of my vein
Emerged from my darkness
Once a cave
Now a palace
Once a scar
Now my tattoo of glory