Not Unworthy



If I could wash the blood stripes


from your toddler days


I would wipe them away.


If I could purge “fat kid”


from your memory


I would make it so.


And the demons? 


I’d banish them


to desolation.


If I had the power


I would free your mother


from bondage to neediness


and your father from slavery,


but all I can do now is say,


I believe you are


a Phoenix.