in the absence of words pt 2

2

lily dark melodies still ring off key
and i welcome the intensity
it's the passion that will keep our children
fed
and loved
listening to jazz during breakfast
and hip hop for lunch

we can't save it if we leave it unmanaged
coarse thickened blood child
woven dreams and church anthems
like the hypocrisy ain't ironic

ask me how i know u so well
fact is, i don't
though i can picture our children
the same ones you cut from neck to torso
out of your legacy
figured death instead of life
was easier to deal in depressive corners
so you dreamt in black and white
and brown for the pretty women
i would never be