When I Cry My Mother's Tears

Here's a piece that may be in one of the new collections I've been working on lately. If you're here and you've seen this, let me know what you think or form a derivative and lmk, too:

when I cry my mothers tears

no baby my own the feeding

no picket fence to deliver me

no ambitions to chase past the stars

looking a mess

when I cry my mothers tears

the earth smiles upon the meeting of my mind

endure is the only language we two speak

pursuit is the dependence upon which I have planted my hopes

the gain in the entirety of but the smallest miracles

when I cry my mother’s tears

I see my reflection in her cry

so haughty was once the fire

capsizing in the onslaught of “moral” living

when I cry my mother’s tears

I say cursed is the soul that thought this bondage up for me

the impeachment of love for law

is it fair?

some struggle with lying

others with the rain

my ever after in this one cannot come to be

and my eternity, well you know what they say: almost doesn’t count

So complete surrender is what it must be

if ever there is a song for me

be it the one my knees make when they meet the dirt

somehow I find to cry tears of joy in all this catastrophe of heart and soul

when I cry  my mother’s tears