A PLACE

It aka Cancer

IT aka CANCER

It, took my good friend, my lover, my male me. It, tried to stop our song before it ended, our dance before we got tired, our lives before it was over. It took a few years before it did.

RIP 1981

It, took my sister, a dancer, a vegetarian. It ran riot through her blood. was it inherited? It took her out in a month, too late to find out.

RIP 2009

It, took my mother. It hit her in the stomach. She never knew she was feeding it chemicals from "unhealthy choice" frozen dinners.  It, overpowered steamed collards, kale, all her vitamins, love and hope.

RIP 2011

It took my friend. It grabbed her breast like an angry lover. Lymphedema hardened half her body. Once beautiful, brown and smooth. She looked like elephant man in the end. It won.

RIP 2012

I loved them, prayed with them, cared for them, laid next to them, made them laugh, read books to them, played healing ...

A PLACE

~ A PLACE ~

(c) 1998 oni lasana - real tales of rhymes & reason

There is a place of bloodstained ground
Razor blade...passed around
A far off place where cultures share
Secret torments...young girls must bear

A place that opens between her legs...
Torn...bleeds...burns...enraged
A place where girls are cut...for men to care
Only a husband can get in there

This place is pleasure to woman who live free
So special...I wish they could be me
A place so tender..gentle...a loving nerve
Not to be disfigured...violently disturbed

Not for slicing...like meat or bread
Tortured in pain...left alone for dead
This place is closed off...to prolong virginity
Vulva sown shut...in love vicinity

A place castrated...without choice or anaesthetic
Traditional practises so commo...