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Mothers and daughters
Poem for Moms
are the prize of all beings,
the bond infinite in the universe
without boasting:
attached,
undaunted
in eternity.
They
link
They cry in their dreams
for what is lost.
Inside each cell their
heavy metal neurotoxides
stream forth
in ancient wonder,
trusting their god doctors
to do right while they
deny reality.
the daughters,
the mothers
All beings are the egg
in the womb
of our mother.
us
the sisters
all,
Stop kicking her in the side.
Great heaving motion
of earth waves
can't soothe us anymore.
Mothers and daughters
know this.
Give it up for us, World.
We'll take care of you.
Bless your children, Mothers.
Bless them all.
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