O
daughter of mine
Why
do you
Attack
me.
O mother of mine
I know
No better.
O
husband of mine
Why
do you obey
Your
daughters command?
O wife of mine
I can’t control
My own actions.
O
where is my
Husband
And
daughter.
“I took them
Far away.”
The master said.
A
foundling youth
Is
given for mothers teaching,
But
an aching, tired, aged body
Leaves be.
All
of mothers other children
Never
come
When
her end nears.
Those
assisting
Mother
Don’t
realize,
She’s
fighting
For
those last breaths.
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