My mother
She sinks her knees
On the prayer mat
Chanting worship songs,
Saying amen, amen
Tidy prayers
Soulful blankets
Sleeping willows
I don’t know if her God is listening
My mother’s love
Is an open flame
And I am a house of cards.
My mother
She sinks her knees
On the prayer mat
Chanting worship songs,
Saying amen, amen
Tidy prayers
Soulful blankets
Sleeping willows
I don’t know if her God is listening
My mother’s love
Is an open flame
And I am a house of cards.
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