Words do not come

When breath stops

Then the mind ceases

Stomach knots

Fists clench

The birth of the Neanderthal man

He is lost without words

And knows only violence

But she knows, medicine woman knows

Steady in breath

Blades drawn in

Heart drums a steady rhythm

Eyes ahead, unwavering

Within is one voice

A silent song

Sprouted from a fruit with one stone.

Man gives her an arm

And a leg

So his mind can grow.