What I will do to that man, only God knows
That’s the last born daughter, the one still in school vehemently swearing
His boyfriend impregnated her and took off, and she’s keeping the baby
Her mama is just looking on insouciantly, too tired to even get mad.
The other day her older daughter came back from her home crying, her husband moved in with another woman
Said he doesn’t love her anymore, he’ll only take care of his children
Mother can’t contemplate what’s happening, must be the work of his enemies.
Her youngest son disappeared in the diaspora with his wife, call themselves travelers
Last time they were in Norway and then Spain, last month she was told they’re in Germany learning German
Have to be fluent before they can get a job, but what’s the essence if they’ll soon be moving again
They’ve a child she has never seen, her grandchild and it’s totally unacceptable.
The second born son is a piece of work, almost forty with no job and living in his brother’s basement in the city
Dreaming of becoming a farmer one day, pigs interest him
Chinchillas too, or start mushroom farming
Sometimes he gets suicidal, his wife ran away with another man with his two kids
Her beautiful grandchildren living with strangers, she’s not even sure if they’re well taken care of.
And his elder son, his favorite and most obedient
Still trying to get a baby, the last pregnancy ended in a horrible miscarriage
Each night she kneels beside her lonely bed to pray for them, hope the merciful God hasn’t given up on her and her children.
The mother is worried, she’s the only one worried
Worried for all of them, sure a mother’s job is never done
Grey hair starting to pop up, everything is taking a tall on her
Her heart is sore and she looks frail, she knows her family will one day kill her.