two birds 

you make a soul

you made love

with the walls of

Mama's womb

you shared a space

I lived in alone

for nine months

years later

you played

you built

and you bubbled

her womb

with strength and love

for us

knowing there were going

to be many

to pay her with love

and kick her

when happy

and dance to the

rough music

she favored

during pregnancy

did you taste her hope?

when she shared her love

with you through the

umbilical cord?

did you float

when her hope

minced with your despair?

did you know,

Mama didn't know?

she thought

her baby was

heavier

than all the babies

she didn't know

there were two

she flew with hope

under her wings

for her first baby

but she had enough

to take two

under her wings

you left her

almost like those

ungrateful inhabitants

leaving abruptly,

angry with the tenant

before she could

see you

you both lay

on Papa's

arms

one for you

and

one for you

you slept

throughout

he named you

and

he named you

he laid you

under the sands

buried you

prayed for you

a seed of love

sprouted

where you slept

touched

by his tears

do you know,

you make him proud?

he always said,

"they would be taller than me

equally strong

carrying me

when I fall

I would have one right here,"

beneath his left,

"and one right here,"

beneath his right

"if they were to have seen the light

of our world"

he is proud of us too

he loves his girls

like he loves you both

I love you too

do you love me?

Papa always said,

"you don't worry. they are two of the birds in heaven and they have already saved a space for you

and for her."

I believe Papa

and I know you love me

with a burn

like the one

that

Papa's hot tea

leaves

on my tongue

I love you dear brothers.