Between the 14th of March and the 21st of June

The 14th of March is Mother's Day,
that day when you were
taken from us,
that day when children make cards
with "I love you, Mum."
The little ones will scribble something
just for Mummy.

Abdul bought a splendid bouquet —
it's for you, Mum.
He took me to visit our Mimo (Karim);
together we hugged the stones this time.
"It's Mother's Day," said Abdul, "here we are."
Karim can't make fun of his mum's hair
and her accent.

At the same time, I was wondering
how my son's killer is celebrating
Mother's Day with his mum —
a mother who believes in Judgement Day.
No power, no money can save her child;
she is thinking about me too.

Today is Father's Day — and your birthday.
Coincidence?
Sorry, Dad,
your man can't steal your moped,
can't steal your car keys,
your man can't borrow your expensive
watch to impress his friends.

It's your turn to hug
that stone.

I think about the killer's father —
would he find the right words this time
to make his speech?
No power, no money
on Judgement Day.