SISTER CLAY

SISTER CLAY read by the author

In the entire world, who knows me like you?

But here's the rub, sister dear, I know you too!

 

God saw us in our mother's womb and formed us from the clay

This, Psalmist poets of yesterday did say

So, sister mine, let the world.... confuse, bemuse, betray

But know this bond between us was forged by Sun's own Ray

To link us close in the shared start of the clinging clotted clay

 

Sometimes the World dissolves again

Into that muddy start

And all around the pressure builds

Builds up around the heart

 

Use me then, as I've used you, say

As horse to free the cart

From clinging mud and turncoats pay

Remembering sibling start

In that little ball of clay