Oh, Mother
What have you done
You are not here
but to me more than ever
Oh, Mother
What have you done
What have you done to your child
What have you done to me
Like the ocean tide sweeping up onto the shore
raping the sand
it robs you of your identity
as it whisks away any granular proof of existence
out to sea
I am not certain of your shame on me
And, I forgive you Mother
But, why Mother
Why has thou forsaken me
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