Mother Tongue Poem by Stefanie Fontker

I burn at the ire
In your eyes
'Mother tongue, '
You shriek
But I cannot hear
I will not listen
You point to a land
Over an ocean
I will not look
'Home, '
You scream
You mumble stories
Of a time too simple
Good memories
Tasteless meat
'Roots'
You lash
And shake me clean
I am a careless speaker
My tongue twists
Who am I?
I come from the sky
'No, '
You cry
Your fingers
Around my arms
My hands over my ears
I dream of violence
Like you once did
To cut and rape
Preach and shamble
'Love, '
You mutter
Your head snaps away
This word I hear