![]() Her sorrow is lying in the centre of her breastsA Poem by Mary HeldaA mother is silent The tears at the bottom of her ocean refuse to arise She sees the sun set at midnight Without the promise of a new day to rise
Her dreams shattered Her children orphaned Her men and women widowed Her people spraying each other with bullets As if they were but mere bugs The lullaby from the lips of guns keeps her awake
Cluelessly without hope she asks the night, “How can it be that the land I once gently Nurtured is now soaked in blood?” “Why is the darkness looming over me?”
She knows today is gone Yet she can not go back to yesterday She must hold onto tomorrow, though unknown- Peace hides in its secret haven Refusing to show face © 2017 Mary HeldaAuthor's Note
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