My Grandma Was Pearl Hall

Mothers
Love their children
Even when they
Are violent
‘Cause all good
Sons and daughters
Love the ones they
Look like
Fathers
Keep their kids safe
On the street
Men died
‘Cause all good
Sons or fathers
Know that kids are
Frightened
Of them
Went home
With your rocket
But a nearing
Spirit
Survived
A death adder
But you drowned in
Liquid
You learned
From your father
How to husband
Animals
And I learned
From my father
That I’m more than
An animal
Jesus
You’re a fire
In my foreskin
Everyday
Burning
Oh you’re burning
Till only
You remain