Wake Up Caro (Ka-row)
Wake-Up Caro (Ka-Row)
New world, new culture, moving to the US
You’re no longer a kid
It’s time to let go
Raped of you’re childhood in Haiti’s seismic waves
Malign, repine, confine
All perturbations of an adult and you felt them all
Wake-up Caro, you’re nine
You raised your sister, you were a translator, and you did housework
You’re stronger than you realize; my child smiled
Despite it all, you were a straight A student
Wake-up Caro, have you not realized you’re no longer a child?
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