The Sad Of Motherhood Poem by Jack Lad

The Sad Of Motherhood

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Everyone have theirs
to call to
send on an errand

everyone have theirs
to play with
when they are isolated

but there lays mine
lonely in ditch
while i'm also lonely

my breasts are shedding
tears and
calling for suckling

but their requests
cannot be met
though the pain is worthy

my dear breasts
stop the silent crying
you 'll soon have the suckers

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to whoever had lost a child in infant.
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