Flesh

We run from mothers out of our motherland.
As Umbilical cords shackles our feet to the ground.
“Lock your hearts with heaven’s keys” Father said.
He meant my body a vessel of holiness.
I should not let man’s flesh own it.

I ache from my father in my father’s land.
As history’s claws hunt my blood through ancestor's bond.
“Listen and obey” Mother said.
She meant my thoughts are only for him.
I should not let man’s flesh own it.

She hurts as sisters and daughters would
As life choked her airways,clogged.
“Be free”  She said.
She meant it.
I let man’s flesh own my body.