Ancestors

The ancestors saved me

It was a life that wasn’t meant to be

It wasn’t supposed to go that way

They knew from the first day

They always took care of me

They always knew it would be

They saved me from a deafening silence

They saved me from a place I could not speak

They saved me from a vultures beak

They saved me from the streets

They saved me from a place where darkness meets

They saved me from a world that me it would eat

Thankful for the ancestors that knew I needed a reprieve

Because I had lots of life up my sleeve

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Discussion of Lost Daughters by Mary Monroe

Lost Daughters is about Maureen and her daughter Loretta. Maureen is trying to escape the tight grip of Mama Ruby and she loses the grip on her daughter. Loretta runs off with Maureen’s husband, Mel but she allows her to come home after Mel leaves her.

How many times do we forgive women? Do we forgive our mothers because they may not have known what they were doing wrong? Do we forgive our daughters because we may have forgotten to let go of our grip and they never became adults? Do we forgive our daughters for needing so much from us when we need them too?
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