I Am Said I (Huruma)

Shame flashes briefly  In my brain Flickering flame  Pain People, place Memory Hurt Degraded Broken Egypt  State of slavery Wants to take me  Back But I will not go  From here  now  To then again I will not surrender The promise In which I abide By Grace

I did not want   To have the last  Word Fall flat In an unknowing Silence A response Would have been Welcome Years of labour Shared Sweated stress Nothing r emained But departure Dust shaken  From feet Facing freedom On my own

I kneel at her feet In Persona Christi Bathing them in prayer That she might stand Again just once And learn to walk All over Two of us propping Her up until she Is able to stand alone She might even look Forward to a slim hope We could go to Wexford And stay a night In a place looking over The harbour And set our dreams abroad On the parting ships of dawn Daydreaming every possibility The light of it shining In her ancient eyes And smiling

Change the sea  From blue to brown Paint the moon Blood red Blackened Is the bridal gown Loveless Is the bed Where she lays Dead