Do go on bleeding
Inking about humanity;
Listening to the poor
And the destitute;
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The point now sidles up to me
Holds my hand in full agog
Asking me if I am who I am
And I do stand speechless.
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Thy name is Mother
Born to replace God here on earth
The ocean of unconditional love
Spring of care, affection unlimited
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LETTER FROM OLD AGE HOME
Stay blessed, my son
Best wishes and blessings
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My thoughts bleeding now
my existence in this void and
the darkness engulfing me
my world almost at peril
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Harnessing what I have
I fumble and fall
my aspirations dig my grave
to be left there unrecognized
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The dreams like drops of rain
often drench me thoroughly,
the hopes like gusts of breeze
do refresh my solitary realm
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