Reading Objects 2019: Student Edition
Emma Murphy
Undergraduate- Women's, Gender, and Sexuality Studies
Class of 2021
Mother’s Revolt
From the goddess herself,
Behold the Child God.
He who was too young
To know the harm to come.
Is Ancient Egypt truly so
Far away– mothers separated
From their children here, everyday.
How come this plaster speaks none
Of the truth concealed in heat–
With a vacant eye, a soft ear to hold
Isis + Osiris birthed the Child God
Horus, yet he is no more.
The web continues while we forget–
To know the life that brought ours back.
Woven in gold, binded by grey,
Gritty revelations of hearts that lack.
Have we come so far as to disregard
Belief that our path is somehow apart–
A Child God sent to war on his
Mother’s back. Is that not enough
For those in search of upper hands
To give up the fight and return
That which we’ve longed and yearned.
Or is the Child God sent to remedy
The anguish and pain of a century
Old prophecy since the ache of time
Began it’s merge with human eyes?
Spin the chains to now– We’ve lost.
Isis + Osiris lay with their Child God
Above. He who was too young
To know the harm to come.