defying gravity
Click to viewMy anguish falls in teardrops;
My toil is forced upon my bent back;
My defeat scrapes my kneecaps;
My mortality will show on my sagging skin;
Eventually my death,
Even my death, when the underworld devours my body,
Will be at the mercy of gravity.
That is the weight of my heritage
From the first moment of consciousness
Thrown me into, wondering wishing
Oh, if he would uneat the apple!
If she would resist the snake
I believe I could’ve been magical
And magick my teardrops upward.
That is what innocent people do-
Magick their teardrops upward,
Walk their ways backward;
Minds that appear crazy,
Bodies that defy gravity.