Y (Chromosome)

Calling the ghost of my son
Heaving his voice cry far from me
Hearing my dream explode in my head
Like a hawk in my heart he fly free
I would know what this war is for
Tell me why we have to pray until the end
Feeling the wind coming on
Feeling the wind scratching your skin
Falling the wave broke in your head like a thunder collapsing your ears
Shadow come shadow come on your bone
Phantoms inside your own blood
Waves around in my neck and my lips and my skin
Slow slow now born in you
Slow slow rape explode in you
Father, father