I rocked my baby tonight
and watched her eyes flutter
and listened to her coos
and felt her life.
I rocked my baby tonight
while Mamas in Israel and Gaza
rocked theirs
shrouded in white
for the last time.
I rocked my baby tonight
with tears in my eyes
and fears in my heart
the gears turning in my mind –
What happens
when power and desperation
mean that Mamas
can’t rock their babies tonight?