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elegy

“When it’s time to die, let us not discover that we have
never lived.” — Henry David Thoreau, Philosopher

 
the sigh
of a thousand raindrops
bosom of earth
convulsed
in wretched discontent
so too a mother
repulsed
by the evidence
her helpless babe
will never taste
her milk again
nor will the flower bloom
nor will the reed pipe flute
nor will the heav'ns
rest in peace
until her soul
compulsed
kills death
 
Copyright 2021 September 16
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
cabcool
Written by cabcool
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