MY MOTHER THE WALL - Natalie Merchant


    she borders the pavement
    flanks avenues
    the parades pass
    white glove attended by

    my mother the war

    she'll raise a shaft
    lift a banner
    toss a rose

    my mother the war

    she knows every neighbor
    chats at their doors
    compare
    econosize electric appliances
    come share tea
    and a seat by my
    cradle with

    my mother the war

    forsaken vigil
    three years each tour
    hands of God enfold him
    prayed mother of the war
    haunt a doorway
    beg a postman
    is there word
    for mother the war

    5 black stars

    in bitter defiance
    she's spitting the corps
    wet a brood
    short league for combat

    my mother the war

    well acquainted
    with sorrow
    with grief

    my mother the war

    folded lace
    carrion and
    blood soaked robes
    folded lace
    carrion
    blood soaked
    shroud

    my mother the war
     

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