cont series, left behind

left behind

slavers came and took you
your mother screaming
your father lying on the ground in his blood
our beautiful one is gone
taken away and gone
we do not know
if you live or die
it is a cruel hard thing
to live without you
and to live without
an answer
your mother
she does not smile
as she did
where are you?
do you live?
have you children?
are they kind to you?
does your child
look like me?

no one can tell me these things
but you are not dead to me
left behind
without the power of a man
to take you back
bring you home
to your son
to us
to me
alas, gone away
the men with the guns
have taken you
away
did you bring a good price, my love?
I hope they are kind to you
somewhere    there

10/15/98