Dilemma

She gave birth to the beginning
And her complexion was the color
Of Mississippi mud
In her eyes a million prayers
Whispered in times of death
Her smile was always bittersweet
Sunshine through the rain
She kissed babies
As they came into the world
And held their hands
When they left again
But in this place
Where tomorrow brings more pain
Birthing babies was confliction
How do you bring life
Where there is so much death
Beating down Heaven’s gate

by Empress Nzingha

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