Mere De Afrique
Mother we mourn with you
the ground drenched
with the essence of your children
Mother we grieve with you
lifelessness fills up the room
so much promise
so many gifts
Wasted
Mother the fruit of your womb
we will not forget
our little brothers
our little sisters
brave until the end
we cry with you
May our tears bring you strength
Mother you are not alone
we mourn with you
-sj
the ground drenched
with the essence of your children
Mother we grieve with you
lifelessness fills up the room
so much promise
so many gifts
Wasted
Mother the fruit of your womb
we will not forget
our little brothers
our little sisters
brave until the end
we cry with you
May our tears bring you strength
Mother you are not alone
we mourn with you
-sj
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