How are we bound?

Alexia Boyagian, Western University

I look back at my mother with the same eyes as hers 

The same eyes as her mother had as well as her sister 

For my mother and I, It’s easy to sing the same songs 

We’re linked and tied and bound ever strong 

Longer than we knew 

The roots grew 

Deeper and deeper 

until we only had each other 

What more could we need 

Than our womanhood 

But what more is womanhood 

than chain links on the ground 

Scattered minds and a tendency to look down 

Linked through his superiority 

For he knew more than blood knows the heart  

But my mother knew the most 

Till death does it part

More than a university degree 

But that’s not the message he gave to me 

And now that I’m older 

We exchange knowing glances 

With the same eyes 

The same past 

And the same future