Mother.
The tears of an aged group of children
I thread onto a white hair
Throw the wet chain into the air
And wish that I had a mother.
No sun shone on me
No breast dripped milk
There's a tube in my throat
I have no navel on my belly.
Mother!.
I never got to lick a nipple
Had no folds to hide in
No-one gave me a name
Created in haste without sperm.
The mother that never bore me
I have sworn this night,
I shall give her a disease
And then plunge her into the river.
Mother!.
An eel lives in her lungs
On my forehead there's a birthmark
I remove it with the kiss of a knife
Even if it kills me.
Mother!.
An eel lives in her lungs
On my forehead there's a birthmark
I remove it with the kiss of a knife
Even if I will bleed to death.
Mother..
Oh give me strength!