Mommy Why

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Why am I left alone?
No home in the land we strove
To fit into a culture made by men.

We tried to get by
In a land they designed
where submission is sublime;
Anything otherwise,  
Honor killings,
And the vultures dine. 

I lay in your outline,
On your gravesite,
Inside your womb
Where I cry.
Day by day I die
— The light no longer shines. 

Mommy, why?
Your only crime
Was that you tried,
Living your life
Loving me.

The day you died
I crawled up inside
And died.

Now, upon your gravesite,
I will lie.

Mommy Why by K. Saitta
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