Handling Destiny: Tools of the Trade

1. They make such uncomfortable clank child of earth child of fire These are your tools of the trade difficult when you use them A large trunk with children darting in all directions appears slippery in its sheen adorned with thorns There comes a day in a man's life when the machete he was given early on can cut into small inheritances place them in a large calabash set them aflame spill the ashes behind him to cover his old footsteps the one's he stepped over & over trodden tongue lashing the atlas of littered women over & over every few years 2. Remember at the end of seven days a gift of hoe & machete used at times by your grandfather then again by his son At the end of the seven days remember the whipping song as you with machete & hoe in hand wrote on the earth diagrams signatures that would sprout shelter words won't lead you to obstacle's house Remember when she had a dimpled hammock on each thigh marks from birth from years lying behind diagrams written on her history