love deep inside
who is well protected
small arms fire
artillery
mud
speak up
veiling of soft purple

love deep inside
who is well protected
small arms fire
artillery
mud
speak up
veiling of soft purple
some never leave mothers ocean
others breathe
three hundred ten million
more to share than
condolences
did you say
“and there was never a respite from the battle”
bringing my transchild
to meet your son