BLACK MADONNA(S)…
They have labored
In blood and pain:
Birth.
They have labored
In sun and rain;
Their tears have watered
Sunken graves:
Death.
They are the Ebony loins
From which we sprung:
Old
And
Young.
They are the guardians
Of our faith;
Surviving for our sake.
Without them---Precious Lord
Where would we be?
Jesus! I thank God for the Black Mothers
Who at times---also had to Father me.