For mothers,
A lament.
Oh God!
To lose a
Child.
The slaying
Of your firstborn,
Too unbearable
To carry.
A mother's
Grief,
Has no fathom.
A father's
Desolation,
No end.
A brother's
Searing loss,
Burnt into
His reflection.
Every mother's
Worst nightmare,
Come true.
Dashing her
Heart out,
On the rocks
Of his death.
Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2008-03-04 at 22:39
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A lament.
To Lose a Child
Oh God!
To lose a
Child.
The slaying
Of your firstborn,
Too unbearable
To carry.
A mother's
Grief,
Has no fathom.
A father's
Desolation,
No end.
A brother's
Searing loss,
Burnt into
His reflection.
Every mother's
Worst nightmare,
Come true.
Dashing her
Heart out,
On the rocks
Of his death.
Poetry by Esti D-G
Read 692 times
Written on 2008-03-04 at 22:39
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