her.truth: a poem for mother’s

A mother’s love

we’ve heard that poem

A mother’s touch

we could go on and on

But our mother’s pain

there is no song

As a ringing in the ears

of time gone

Throughout her years

Her silent dreams

and hidden tears

has passed through us

Through Intelligent design

to clear the dust

of generational hurt and mistrust

The silence speaks but it’s a must

If we don’t speak to that

we don’t speak of her love

The love she exudes outside of her pain

or the one that she hides because of her shame

The promises she kept despite the obstacles

The ones that she didn’t because of the load

Which ever way we’ve grown to know

our mother’s to this day

It means that much more her love

we found through her pain.

Poem by AstridRaww @irawwthoughts (Instagram)

Art by Sue Tsai @suetsai (Instagram)