Kalama

Mother do you know how,
All of this has changed us?
I was a fool who,
Would always defend you!

Was I wrong to like the others,
Sisters and brothers abandon? 

Forgive my living,
Keep me from breathing.
A house that is standing,
Is no house at all.

Mother is it easy,
Knowing that I will die soon?
Will you keep me as ashes,
Placed on the mantel or thrown out?

Mother do you know now,
Love is not painless it’s poison?

Forgive my living,
Keep me from breathing.
A house that is standing,
Is no house at all.