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We leave for those who were trapped

As the culture collapsed

These identity tokens so that perhaps

You remember that our ideals were simple and eternal

They’re locked inside these mysterious crystals

We, the pregnant, the sick and insane

We leave you these things, you remember our name

A basket was hung at the gate

The mother put the baby in and then she would wait

The questions were to be asked

About the parentage, the lineage, and the immediate past

She waited to hear if her baby would be

Returned for disease or at once be received

We, the pregnant, the sick and insane

We leave you these things, you remember our name

We leave three or four tarnished padlocks

A playing card, the ace of hearts, a gold pocket watch

A piece of brass shaped like the moon

A magnifying glass, a miniature spoon

What were we thinking or hoping for

When leaving such things at the hospital door?

A fine piece of ribbon, a cruel separation

A vague intimation of a higher-born station

Your mother was neither a saint nor a whore

Here’s a taunting reminder that you were born poor

We leave for those who were trapped

As the culture collapsed

These identity tokens so that perhaps

You remember that our ideals are simple and eternal

They’re locked inside these mysterious crystals

We, the pregnant, the sick and insane

We leave you these things, you remember our name

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