Mum: A poem 

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I thought you would last forever 

For your strength and love were an endless river 

In the darkness of night, you breathed your last 

The woods of your life have now become the past 

I eulogise as I tremble, shaking with grief 

The storm came and left the city bereft 

Millions are dying of a new fever 

Your time was long but albeit fewer 

Winds come with clouds, and clouds with rain 

Innocents have to suffer, and suffer in vain 

God knows his gifts are in the talent of sacrifice 

It is in giving even when the dove of your own aspiration dies 

The sun will shine on us even if it’s dark 

Peeping through like dawn is your spirit like a spark 

You are a memory, but your presence feels so strong 

Your resilient sense of duty will live on for long 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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  1. This so beautiful. I read and re read And reread… It’s too much it’s too good it’s brilliant

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