Mother of Three

Dedicated to the children of Syria,  You kids are the real heros.     --- It's not the melody of the birds, but the cry of a mother of three, Her meaningless words of despair, her unheard agony, That greets me every morning, but I've learnt to go to sleep, I tell myself that her devils aren't [...]

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Muted Volume

via Daily Prompt: Volume <a href="https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/volume/">Volume</a>   I watch her, that mother who cradles her child, On the screen, the reporters mute her volume, She holds the little one gently, but take a look at her eyes, And behold: a wild fire,the mayhem of a typhoon, From that hickory brown cliff comes a song, louder [...]