Sunday, 10 June 2018

The endearing enduring mother

She cries for her child,
the retina of her eye,
detached from the body of nuclear hate,
she strives for this, then battles for that.
Another day on her last dime
she makes it stretch with her discerning single (mother) mind,
she don't need that person, they've left the true light,
He's left in a type of ignorance
that has dimmed from its wrongs and rights,
one thing she doesn't do is transgress,
she's too beautiful and intelligent for that, OK?

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