Moses
is in the rushes,
stillborn.
We had planned to leave,
But she was slowly torn at by the baking pains,
They came up in her and at her and through her,
And she had to soothe herself.
Read MoreMoses
is in the rushes,
stillborn.
We had planned to leave,
But she was slowly torn at by the baking pains,
They came up in her and at her and through her,
And she had to soothe herself.
Read More