Shades of pink dance freely On the hospital wall Birth of a girl; and throughout the room Do the doctors wonder their gaze To the sight of a newborn on the Earth.
Shades of blue lament On the alleyway side Birth of a boy; no father present To share in witness to the miracle of birth And the anguish of the mother.
Both do grow in two different worlds Like the distance of the sun and the moon Does privilege lie in the hands of day And do poverty in the hands of night.
Girl does laugh, girl does sing Girl is strong with what life does bring Her father a sword, her mother a shield Her tools in life she does expertly wield Girl is not alone; her friends play along In the grand musical of life’s golden song But life had a different tune to play On the fated moment that night met day.
Where did the wind blow that noon That girl saw boy clutch a rusty spoon With rags to his waist and a face of despair And that powerful feeling of his dark empty stare
Girl helped boy to his feet Said, “Come inside and retreat And bring your mother along too Because I really want to help you.”
Girl fed boy; cleaned him as well Girl brought him up from his alleyway hell Girl’s family gave coin; boy cried out his thanks To girl’s efforts to raise his meager social ranks
Boy said, “It may not be now But I solemnly vow That I’ll come to your aid When your hopes someday fade.”
Boy grows up and becomes a man Man saves up money from the work he began Man buys home and starts fresh anew Surely woman is faring just as well, too
But woman is beat by the warden she wed He punched her and kicked her on the floor where she bled And out in the air did woman escape As free as a bird from the torture and ****
The street stretches as far as forever Woman says, “Return I shall never.” Woman falls and so does day In the same dark corner where boy once lay
On the rug of alcohol stain Does the husband bleed his pain And the ****** needle on the desk Keeps the husband ever statuesque
He jabs it through a poisoned arm And the drug worked its usual charm Down fall husband and the angry blood moon Last words whispered, “Wish you’d come home soon.”
On the eclipse of the eve When the sun and moon once met Where comets illuminated the sky And the light did never die.
Tears did girl shed when Her eyes saw boy Yet did the sun glow once more When the moon did, too.
So man saw woman so ever down and out Said, “I’d be there for you without a shadow of a doubt” And moon helped sun to rise upon the land When man decided to lend woman a helping hand.