What have those watery globes
in industrial goggles seen?
Frozen lakes, dance halls, unexpected
Goodbyes, I’m sure.
Locked vaults of anaesthetic and no
Combination. You’ve trapped me in those unbroken
I know you want to forget,
But every mispronunciation
Reminds me of what I’m lacking.
A name with no recollection;
A name with no language.
You’re no angel just a vulnerable
Old man broken by his past.
And that breaks
I’ve been mourning my history
Since before I was born.
You deserve memorial
But, how can I remember you when you won’t let me?