Something’s digging at me
Something in the deep dark
Heavy and relentless
Yet somehow surrounded by beauty
Surrounded by light
Wonder and magic
Surrounded by sacred forests and rivers and mountains
Its in there
That something
It confuses my speech
Gangles my heart and I'm lost as I talk about my dad and his dad and his dad and his dad
All of these fathers pushing something along
Pulling something along
I don't understand it but I begin to feel it
The rhythm of it
I begin to see it
Begin to see them
Backs bent
Arms and necks and legs
Straining to keep it moving
Sweat on black skin
Dripping off of furrowed brows
Pouring down worked bodies and work clothes
Dirty and worn through
Rolling this thing from the deep dark
Pushing it
Pulling it
Heavy and relentless
On train tracks stretching to the horizon
These fathers
Forgot they were sons
Forgot their heartbreak
Now, they work together
Forever and ever
Never resting
Never saying “Enough”
Never saying enough
“Just keep pushing
Pulling
In sync
Together
Find the rhythm
Come
Do as I do
Move it along
Get it further on down the line
It’s our duty
For all of us
For the future
For our children
Our beloveds
Our people
Don't lose sight
Keep going
Don't look up
Don't look round
Keep pushing
Pulling
Just one foot in front of the other”
I feel the rhythm calling
Feel it heavy and relentless
But where are the children
The beloveds
The people
All I can see are Fathers
The tracks
The weight
Their arms and legs
And backs
Strained and bent
Ropes wrapped around fists
Slick with blood and sweat
Binding them to this thing
Heavy and relentless
The tracks shiny and sweaty
Like their bodies
Forged from blood and sweat
Hammered into shape
Set on a path
Straight and narrow and vanishing into the future
This is what they are calling me to join
This is the burden they tell me is mine
Is in my sweat and blood
Is in brotherhood
In fatherhood
They say
“This is what we have chosen to do
Been chosen to do
You are built for this
Strong and committed
Like us
Join us
Push it along
Pick up the rope
Pull it
Towards the horizon
The future
Step by step
Together
We can’t lose our momentum
We can’t quit
It is heavy and relentless”
I speak to them finally
Nervous
“I see you and I see how far you’ve come”
They interrupt
“No” they say
“Don’t” they say
I speak again
“I see you and how far you’ve come
I'm not sure that path is for me
I'm not sure it’s is for you
I'm not sure it’s for anyone
I see how far you’ve come
But where are you
Where are your children
Your beloveds
Your people
Where are your fathers
Where are your sons”
They pause in their pushing and pulling
At a truth they have always known
But could not carry
They wipe their brows
Lean against the thing that has dug at us all
Heavy and relentless
They drop and sit on the rails
Heads down
Chests heaving
Fathers look around and squint at the sun
Turn and squint at their sons
Turn and squint at their fathers
They turn to me
I think they judge me
Think I'm not courageous enough
Strong enough
Committed enough
To take on this burden
Heavy and relentless
I think they say
“So you think you know something”
But they don't
They come to me
Hold me
Hug me
Cry and laugh with me
Pick me up in their pride and joy
Dance with me
Pray with me
And with light hearts
They step into me
Tall and small
Bent over and upright
And we turn
Together
Away from the tracks vanishing towards a future
Away from the thing heavy and relentless
Towards a sacred forest that has lined these tracks
Unseen until now
A forest that has yearned to reclaim us
Repair us
Welcome us
We step onto the soft earth
A new path
An old path
Leading us home
Together
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A powerful reflection on ancestral burdens that honors past struggles while choosing a new path toward healing, connection, and liberation.
So beautiful, Enroue. Deep, visceral, compassionate, true. Thank you. Love, Debra