A Child of Both Waters

Not all will get this. This is for those that will.

You were scorned

begging your Orishas.

 

You asked them,

If I couldn't love you

 

then I could not love

another.

 

They obliged by allowing me to love

only one more

 

binding us with a red thread.

No matter how I loved.

 

Oshun cupped her magnanimous hands

around my heart,

 

as Oshosi pierced it

with biased justice.

 

Kissing both eyelids

Yemaya inhaled my sorrow

 

with the lungs

of a sorrow stricken mother;

 

holding the soul

of a misguided child.

 

Who loved

with both eyes closed.