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
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