Our shoes had holes when we reached the border

A man’s rough hands took me from Mother

 

I dreamt that morning would bring us together

The night is a knife, without your mother

 

To wake in a cage,  I’ll remember forever

A boy said for weeks he had not seen his mother

 

Our hearts live in rooms that will never get warmer 

We begin to forget that we once had a mother

 

A young girl exiled from the arms of her mother

Will never recover the loss of a mother

 

Forced from home you are always a stranger

When we left, I lost the idea of mother

 

An orphaned child will always be other

Locked outside the sweet language of mother

 

All lost mothers wander somewhere together

The birth of a child, forever a mother

 

I live in a poem with no answer

Sometimes I think the moon is my mother