Pains Of A Mother Poem by Saviour Micheal
Pains Of A Mother
Mother said
Living is a fire
& the world fold me
Into the solitude of trees....
I know the history very well
....how my father left home
& my mother smoke his absence
Like petals seeking the companion of butterflies
I know the story very well
...how the August rain
Beat my mother to pulp
&
Our only hope taste like a wandering son
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8/30/2026 1:38:20 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Well conceived and nicely brought forth with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing Saviour.