A Mother’s Tears
A Villanelle
She is strong and resilient, nothing gets by her
History has taught her much for all that she sees
Her pain and anguish for her lost child, she is now death’s connoisseur
Life has grown from within, she is love’s whisperer
And its just a matter of time she’ll teach them their ABC’s
She is strong and resilient, nothing gets by her
As each day passes, she wonders should she just infer
How history treats children like hers, as if they were diseased
Her pain and anguish for her lost child, she is now death’s connoisseur
She knows there are those whose life calling is to be a saboteur
Her child’s dreams of equality that America supposedly guarantees
She is strong and resilient, nothing gets by her
Her heart cannot contain her pain, knowing they will hear the ugly slurs
Generations before her have passed down their expertise
Her pain and anguish for her lost child, she is now death’s connoisseur
In one split second, her child’s life has become a blur
A mother’s tears will envelope her as she drops to her knees
She is strong and resilient, nothing gets by her
Her pain and anguish for her lost child, she is now death’s connoisseur
