Unsung Heroine Poem by John Sensele

Mom so dotes on her fussy family
She wakes up at the crack of dawn,
Gets her rustic routine in motion
With crimson curtains drawn
To spawn her lush green lawn
Till husky hubby and chubby children yawn.

Gender based violence hourly haunts her,
Rattles her for a ridiculous reason
Although she's the family's wisdom fountain
In every Summer or Spring season
When she puts every piece in place
So her children suffer no treason.

Nine merciless, mutinous months
She carries her feeble fetus in her wondrous womb
And improves her idyllic infant
To recreate the restful room
That promotes her precocious potential
Till she tours her tiny tomb.