Cynthia BuhainBaello

(November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

A Mother's Grief

There are no sorrows
Like a mother's grief

No one can ever know
And it is never brief.

The pain she carries
Is like daily death

Though memory buries
She cannot forget.

Where would she run
For a healing balm?

Tears for a lost son
Though shed, cannot calm

A baneful mother's heart
For death was so tragic

It had torn her apart
Evasive justice they seek

I pray her son's killers
Be caught to serve time

Heal this grieving mother
Knowing they paid the crime.

This poem was about my friend, a mother whose son was brutally stabbed to death by two drug addicts while he was working late at night driving a tricycle. He was father to two small children.

All rights reserved~~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~11.20.13

Submitted: Thursday, March 29, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, November 19, 2013

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  • Apphia Grimonia (4/1/2012 7:39:00 PM)

    wonderful poet for a mother..her burden was too much and nothing can be explain by this poet.. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Edgar Burns (3/30/2012 7:57:00 AM)

    Weeping may endure for the night, but joy cometh in the morning. He shall wipe away
    all tears from our eyes. The Bible Love and blessings, Rob (Report) Reply

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