It’s
okay to hurt
For a
minute yes
For a
day maybe
Everyday
not at all
You walked
down the road
Your
little red bag in arms
Crumbled
notes of thousands
A little
tussle here
A little
hustle there
In blue
inks of forever
You inscribed
his name
A title
deed it was
Security
for your children
Or maybe
for him
It’s
okay to hurt
For a
minute yes
For a
day maybe
Everyday
not at all
Beautiful
women you brought forth
The world
was happy
At least
they pretended to
Then
they asked that question
Yes that
one about an heir
So you
went in for a third
Then
a fourth
And then
you were tired of trying
An
heir for the title deed
It
is okay to cry
Just
a little to ease pain
When
it becomes everyday
Your
soul grows weaker
Times will sometimes be hard
Times will sometimes be hard
But love
should conquer it all
So you
took the walk again
Into
town this time
Signed
your name on the papers
A
loan for their school
You
took a walk to the next bank
Several
notes into his account
He
would walk this road with you
You
chose to believe him
But
love covers shame
Buries
all mistakes
And
in the morning
You
love again
Year
in year out
You have
taken several walks
Every
day he promises to walk with you
You have
waited for so long
For that
one time he will say it
“Let
me take the mantle for you”
You have
waited in love
You have
waited in tears
You have
waited in prayers
And you
are still hopeful
Faith
is a good thing
It makes
your soul subtle
Clears
your mind of ill
Gives
you strength for tomorrow
Several
years later you still wait
Until
one day it dawns on you
It is
never going to happen
You take
the road again
Your
heart covered in dead twigs
Your
head soaked in heat
I will
do it for the children
Every
month you walk the road
Papers
are signed, stamps made
One day
it will be over
Love...it
fades
But not
completely
Specs
of it scatter
It takes
time to pick
What
haven’t you done as a woman?
Loved
as much as you could
Forgot
yourself for another person
His happiness
important to you
But what
about you
Are you
happy
Does
he love you as much
Does
he forget himself for you
How many
more years
Till
you stop taking the walk
It
is okay to be foolish
But it
is only once
A second
foolishness
Invites
remorse
Look
at your face
Scaled
from nights of tears
Look
at your skin
Charred
from starvation
Graying
and thinning
For what?
Love?
You have
forgotten yourself
Your
soul is lost
The mirror
can tell you no more
Hope
is what you need
Pick
each piece you can hold
Tuck
it in your heart
And move
Your
children will understand
They
already know your pain
You don’t
have to do it for them
Do it
for yourself
Take
your freedom
Hold
it in a banner
Walk
down the streets
And start
all over
Do not
wait for him to see it
He will
never do
It
is okay to love
Yourself
more than another
For if
another loves you
They
will walk the bridge with you...
