Father I’d Forgive You

She’s got a baby in her belly
And that black baby will grow in her white body
in your white house.

And maybe on his birthday
you’ll fall in love
with his black face
his African nose.

And you’ll tear down those white walls
built around color
in your own home.

And maybe you’ll be a first time grandparent
to your second grandbaby
A second chance to make it right.

But the brown baby
that was in my white belly
doesn’t know your name.

And you ran out of second chances
with your first born
on your first grandbaby’s birthday
ten years ago.