Poems don't have to rhyme, They just have to flow.
So you know, the point that's trying to be made.
The rush of feelings, subdued in your brain.Reach out and fill your heart.Be reconnected with your true mother,
All of our mothers.Mother is Earth is sacred. She should be held near and dear.
She should never have had to fear that her children, those which she created would come back with a wrath of their own, a wrath so slow, so painful.
It couldn't have been known, aware she wasn't.