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A Mother's Prayer

December 5, 2011
By Epsilon PLATINUM, Eureka, California
Epsilon PLATINUM, Eureka, California
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Favorite Quote:
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep."

Come, little dove, spread your wings,
Protect my child from the whims of kings.
Come, all saints, and spread your arms,
Keep my child safe from harm.
He doesn’t know that the glamour will fade
With his best friend lying red in the rain.
He doesn’t understand that to kill and die
Is not a noble act, but a cruel lie.
And when it is he lying cold in the ground,
Nothing will have meaning but the lonesome sound
Of the wind through cemetery grass.
So please, my God, keep the Peace
Do not the hounds of death release.
Bitter kings, forget your pride,
Keep my child by my side.

The author's comments:
I wrote this for the Poetry for Peace Veterans. Got a first place :) one of the veterans came to me after the reading, crying and saying that his friend's mother had wasted away driven by fear for her son who was at war, and that my poem captured how the mother had felt. It was one of the proudest and most touchingly sad moments of my life.

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Charcoal GOLD said...
on Aug. 5 2014 at 5:05 am
Charcoal GOLD, Temecula, California
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Amazing. This one word doesn't do it justice but I will also say that this is one of the best poems I have read in a long time. Very moving.