Reconstructing Deconstruction

-Reconstructing Deconstruction-
by
Keaton Foster



Building up
Caving in
Bringing together
Tearing apart
One
Easily becomes two
But then two
Hellishly becomes
None
All happening under
A singular sun
An age old affair
Of both heart and mind
A mother and her child
The creator and the created
Both being given an unwanted gift
What a hell of a thing
Victims becoming victimizers
Sadist turning into masochist
Survival has and will always be paramount
The only thing that has ever mattered
A preponderance of terrible circumstances
Has created a dismal divide
Between a mother and her child
Such a divide is bordered by an
Impassible bastion of many terrible lies
Such unclaimed space
Is a wondrous chance within our fate
Somehow it must be bridged
Somehow brought together again
What was once wrong
Must be again made right
Only through example
Will God lends us the power
To forgive those gravest of sins
Through such forgiveness
Will come a mountain of understanding
To be broken into pieces
And then reassembled
Spanning the distance
I am alive and she is dead
I am here and she is there
The separation quite clear
From this place I can see
Into the depths of her eyes
The endless tears still flow
She is sorry for all that she did
When she was most alive
Before her tragic death
Her and I could never find
An appropriate way to reconnect
We never had the strength
To say what needed to be said
Time burned away as pride
Always keeping reconciliation aside
No longer is that the case
Time holds no weight
Only distance divides us now
Reconstructing deconstruction
Is the only way to gap
The space between us
Surreal our chances now seem
While down below she sleeps
Up above she sits in peace
God gave her a chance
And so must I
Forgiveness is the only way
To her such words
I must somehow say
Rebuilding our relationship
Through forgiveness given
Long after her tragic death
And the severe consequences
Of our troubling relationship…





Reconstructing Deconstruction
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013