Jack's Luminence

I was born in my brother's death
I live two lives so that I may remember
his breath
the breath that was not and the half of mine I hold
so that I may remember that he did not
and now I'm taught by the life that was not lived
to never bring mine to naught
the light that never hit my brother's eyes
lives within my held breaths
the darkness that took his life
seduces my light, growing me through strife
and begs that we may not forget
the light that comes in death
And now my inheritance, my jack-shaped luminence
striking points in all directions of me
spilling forth my luminary, my missionary of enlightened truth,
bringing me to my foremothers' light of nature as proof
beckons me to exhale, to tell tales
of this life . . .lived