To delegate death,
a mirror condenses
the human sorrow
with an unclouded penury.
The suffering competes
with debt and pain,
to find the difference
between just and unjust.
Prayer was not the full answer
to cross the beyond
of starvation.
A parasitic twin
always rides on your shoulder.
That infant of sun
lied on earth
in the afterwords.
I heard someone crying
between the names.
