Motherhood
It starts a new life
exciting prospects beckon
visions of share laughter
float peacefully with the
scent of love. Always
connected – even when
Apart, the bond is fixed
at conception.
Sunrise brings fresh
opportunities to learn and grow.
Smiles dress them daily
and together they dance through life -
this is what freedom is.
Hooded Mother
It ends her life –
never her choice,
the moment of birth
delivers shackles.
Isolated in her private grief
the numbness invades her marrow.
Thrown daily between stark
awareness and blank existence
she lurches drunkenly
with only solitary fallen comets
to remind her
what freedom was like.
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