Slip your spinal disk,
And paralyse your body.
Bring your brain with it
Hand your mentality to the gods,
Leave it all to fate.
Loneliness is your home
And your mother’s womb is no longer a haven
For your broken bones,
Or body or mind
Or anyone you have ever forgotten.
Your father tried to teach you lessons,
And in spite you refused to listen
Because he stole you from your mother’s haven
And smashed your spine to pieces.
He smashed your mind to pieces.
I know your sister she told you,
“Honey, refuse to miss him”
And yet your hands cling to cargo trouser legs,
And your brother sniggers silently
Because nobody suffered the broken bones
You are the one missing home,
Buried in their hovel
And you struggle to find saviour.