who will discover  
the bones of the plain brown girl
whose skull is as old as time  
buried deep in the recesses  
of prayers long forgotten  

older than Lucy  
older than Eve's mother  
older than dirt

who will look long enough 
into her empty sockets

who will dare to see themselves  
gazing there.

who will find the courage to lift their legacy
out of the realm of the forgotten,
and speak the truth once again.

not that we are looking for God, 
but oh, that we
have found her.