once my
belly was as full as the
moon,
till God scowled upon
my boy and
made him
die;
now we are afraid to
speak
to one another,
you and I,
lest we
bring him
back to
us.
belly was as full as the
moon,
till God scowled upon
my boy and
made him
die;
now we are afraid to
speak
to one another,
you and I,
lest we
bring him
back to
us.
