POETRY

They’re God’s Children Too

The beginning of war in Afghanistan

Person with short hair hold a baby with culy hair. Backround is brown, soft light.
Photo by 🇸🇮 Janko Ferlič on Unsplash

I seem to be an old mother who can’t wail.
She’s too far away.
I silently watch my sons ripped from me on TV.

Though I can’t believe I can really care
about these people, theirs, ours,
I have enough stress in my life:
a “spirited” kid,
a complex…

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Goal: Ignite your heart, soul, and laughter with humorous, spiritual, psychologically healing stories informed by service as a clinical social worker 30 years.

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