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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,
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undaunted
in eternity.
They
link
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They cry in their dreams
for what is lost.
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Inside each cell their
heavy metal neurotoxides
stream forth
in ancient wonder,
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trusting their god doctors
to do right while they
deny reality.
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the daughters,
the mothers
All beings are the egg
in the womb
of our mother.
us
the sisters
all,
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Stop kicking her in the side.
Great heaving motion
of earth waves
can't soothe us anymore.
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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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