Mother, my name is Zipporah


Last of the alphabet

And always last

Pure as a snow-white dove

My name chosen from a book up above

Conceived in lust

Smoke-filled room trust

To know my history

is my future

of a love blistery

covered are my sutures

What impact will I make

worth anything does Heaven sake?

Will I bear sons

who will move tons

Or will I give two girls

With pigtails whose heads will lose curls

Was my name chosen from above

Without meaning

Though lust for love

Before your eye closes

Pray Heaven imposes

It was cute to name me

But it hurts to blame thee

What is it I stand for

that blasphemy could not ignore?

In order to honor the Lord

Damned am I minus a male cord

Two did create me in sin

Now, tell me how I can begin?

 

 

 

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