Feb 16, 2009
Her smile, one last time
White is the cord that held the baby
The mother’s life, sails to her baby
The cord is cut, the baby cries
Her mother smiles, her mother cries
A smile is born, a tear is born,
with lie of a life, truth of death is born,
the nurses cry, a girl is born
father cries, the grandmother cries,
all the glitter breaks and dies…
the mother screams, the mother’s sad
and in her body, a mother is dead
she fights with herself a little while
she tries to put a brazen smile..
“I admit I am no use, no use at all
I admit I am guilty of this gory crime
Still I ask for a wish fulfilled
let me see her for one last time”
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