I am worried
About my mother.
No one is there
To take care.
No one is there
To listen to.
No one is ready
To utter her voice.
I am worried
About my mother.
She is passing
From sight.
Tilldate, my mother
Is giving everything.
But no one is there
To remember.
I am worried
About my mother.
Blood circulation is
Still there in her body,
Respiration system
Is okay.
My mother is able to
Move here there.
Still no one is
Taking care.
I am worried
About my mother.
I have not yet
Forgotten.
I am being identified
By my mother.
My mother is everything
For me on this land.
I am worried
About my mother.
Without my mother
How can I survive?
Who will recognize me
If my mother is not
With me at this time.
My mother gives me love
That no one can give.
My mother is still here
And crying for me
But alas,
I am not able to hear.
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