The sun rises,
the sun sets.
A mind remembers,
a mind forgets.
A child lives,
the father dies.
The mother's love
is filled with lies.
Hatred's rage
in burning fury.
Child needs no court
child needs no jury.
Give or take,
the war is on.
No matter what,
the child has won.
The mother cries
and says she's sorry.
The child advises
not to worry.
God has a place
in his morbid heart
for a mother who
from her child did depart.
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