Time Out Poem by Monicque Dugger

My boys have haTo leave their homes,
Now wives, children
And I are alone;
We're changing tires,
Learning the names of screws,
Trying to avoid the fear of our evening news;
I look to our leaders
In sullen contempt,
And filed my taxes
Noone is exempt;
Why must religions,
Tear uor lives apart?
Where's the sence in that?
Where is the heart?
I'm just the soldier's mom,
That never has a name,
Not a negociator,
Not here for the fame;
But 'Where are the mothers? '
I want to shout!
'Lets stop this war!
EVERYONE!
TIME OUT! '