Mother

Mother

A Poem by blackbelief

I've been bad things, mama,
pushed back the good.
Sweet mother, scream at me now!
Please speak to me now!
There's a woman so great mother,
never heard of another.
Just loved and served,
you, mother.
Don't you remember mama?
How I used to cry for things,
and you used to get me those.
bring me you now, I'm crying for you.
All those times,
all those days.
I can't see them.
I can't feel them.
There you sit mother,
long away in the stars.
And I can't stop crying mama,
tears flow like burning sparks.

© 2014 blackbelief


Author's Note

blackbelief
I know, I know, too many times "mother","mama" etc.. what else could i do?

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Added on August 13, 2014
Last Updated on August 13, 2014