Black or White
Black or white
this creature blends her true stripes
Is she fooling herself?
Is she a fool herself?
Moving in a blur
I can’t witness her defined lines
I am angel of truth and lies
I know her mono swathed blanket
This zebra covers her skin
Hear me, liar, I see all your works
Don’t hide behind father’s tired hands
Made wrinkled the decades creased.
You gleam his imprisoned age
God damn you
You left the sage
Now the water carves your way
Will you swim through
Or cash out your father’s grave
I am angel of dark and light
Aunt raised her hand against baby girl
And dashed her head for lucre
And her food stored by the stolen husband, her unfaithful lover
God damn you My father’s sister
Can you rid the night of your white mistakes
Judgement calls your quiet soul all day and in Christ’s light:
The ever dimming excuse for eliminating choice
© Cynthia Howton
I am a professional musician from Austin TX. I love to write poetry in my spare time. I work as a private music instructor. I play the viola and I love performing. My favorite pass time includes reading modern poetry.
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