Mother's Leaving

Mother called, she could barely speak, she probably won't survive the week

Christian, she said, come right away, I have something very important to say

I arrived with Caroline, my fiancé, three months pregnant right to the day

Mother wanted to confess a sin before she succumbed to the cancer within

I've lied to you, my precious son, about my sister dying so young

Shortly after you turned five she was banished to the other side

We're not supposed to doubt the system even when it seems malicious

I wish I'd had the strength to resist but we couldn't put our future at risk

Mother's leaving, my mother's leaving, and I've so much left to say

Mother's grieving, my mother's grieving