She risks her life to give us life
She cannot know the depths we cry,
We tear our flesh to prove ourselves
When all she wants is a lighter spell,
When killing is a memory
Where we may sit in symmetry
And smoke ourselves into a dream
Of natures patterns and singing streams,
We cast shadows on her light
For the sake of broken love,
Painting ourselves into her womb,
To bury our hopes in a fearful tomb.
She gave her heart to him for life,
With faith she fell into the fire.