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A Mother's Love

A mother's love for her child surpasses that of any power in any milieu.

For the measure of its power is infinite to null in any dune or plateau.

The visions of a mother and child would sate the ferocity of any carnivore.

Such is the hearty heavenly hypnosis where rage quells itself in its score.

A mother nurturing a child is but the greatest deed of all that exists to be good.

For a child shunned by its society to the status of an urchin, its mother would give it food.

A child may puke and vomit unto the point of its dehydration for all of life to see.

But a mother on seeing its child would contain that vomit with her hands bare and free.

A mother's heart knows no cruelty or angst or any variant of negativity for its baby.

For a mother whips her child to instill moral good than to pamper with a false nobby.

Monarchs and warlords of gargantuan ranks would battle all day for mere hegemony.

But a mother would wage war on God for its child should its life be taken as alimony.

Life is but a cycle of birth, death, and rebirth whose magnitude and flow is in a circle.

But a mother's love is merely in a simple straight line, a thing that tends to be ineffable.

You may have all the riches in this world and you may possess all of the celestial fame.

But without Mother's love, no life can be created nor survive for a mother's love is the key to winning any game.

As Poets birthed and rebirthed the quote, 'The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.'

I would conclude with a line that 'The right to be God is always the right of a Mother.' thus a legend has unfurled.

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