The smell of excrement in that puppy's mouth fills my thoughts.
The stench from his feet inside those hard walls and Romeo’s snots.
The place is stronger now without the screams from your kids.
The presence of a woman, who failed in providing her seeds with basic needs.
Who cares about the hungry when they are walking on their knees.
Who cares about them when the night comes and it finds them staring at their empty dish.
I miss us even though I never had your advice, your words and your cuddles.
I missed the idea of the mother I never knew and her battles.
Maybe you got tired of fighting for us and decided just to leave us in the dirt with our straggles.
I always admired your desire to keeps us your cowardness.
How much were we worth and how could you haggle?
Even an animal can decide between her cubs and her singles.
We waited for you like that night 23 years after until we finally saw the lights.
We knocked the door. You did recognize at first your bleeds.
The shadows from the night covered your wrinkles.
She hugs my sister and turned to me and almost made my eyes fill with tears.
She squished them off and almost made my screams.
I could see me walking away but my questions did held my fleds.
I felt I needed to ask why you didn't take us on your river.
What did we even meant to you and what cause it, tell me, why we quiver?
So how are you? It’s been so long and you couldn't even write me in a piece of toilet
paper a letter?
I really couldn't believe this stranger was asking for rights she didn't deserve ever.
I got mad and surprised at her arguments so I calm my fever.
I know this deserves something that can kill my liver.
So do you want to tell anything to your kids over there?
I asked. I'm glad you guys are here even after it’s been so long you left me here.
She answered. Are you sure? I was hopping for an apology so I stared.
No the past is in the past and the future is what you got to look to. It’s not fair.
She said. But I want a sing that we meant something, anything at all to her.
Maybe that it was a mistake and that we are more than just silver.
This is the cold person I came out off, maybe that why I can’t love her.
Sometimes I look around and think of what could’ve been together.
What you would do to assist my name and would I be better?
Maybe you could’ve found a way to stop my sins forever.
Maybe I’ll keep you in my heart like a happy memory inert.
Maybe I’ll forgive you like I did the rest of woman on my lever.
