15 Sep Under the West

A secret lays bared in the heart with no sense of shame
With comely eyes content to remain forever the same.
Our fathers’ afflictions and mothers’ restrictions
Flow from the fount of all futures we face,
Their own defeats are not complete
Until we too arrive at that very place.

Scarcely do exiles calls themselves blessed
Searching for eau d’eau under the West
Since it’s no one’s delight when a platitude’s right,
Since we knew them all along
And tried not to cower from the higher-up power
But no one’s ever been that strong.

Survival taps into deeper fears than rot,
Wishes count for something more than thought;
A childless wife, a land without life
Swallow heavens of rain:
Never permit la choses to wit
Dry-drink you down their drain.