They have milked her

milked our mother

milked our great mother

 

First they milked

Then they stabbed

Then they sucked

Sucked her! 

 

Until they got drunk

with her blood

Drunk with the power

Power procured

from the power of the blood

Our mother’s dark blood!

 

Yes

In their drunken stupor

they then faced

my Mother’s sons and daughters

and slaughtered them

Because their blood

 

Was our Mother’s blood

So there they were

Creating rivers

rivers of blood

So as to get

Our Mother’s black blood 

for themselves.

 

Guns, War, Bombs

killing babies

Just to get to the black blood

Under my Mother’s skin!

 

Mother weeps

and regrets!

“Dear God,

What has happened 

To my sons?”