Mother, I bring to you my heart
You taught me kindness
But this world is an ugly place
It withers the skin of my soul

Mother, forgive me for weakness
You taught me much too well
How to be a good man in this place
It destroys those who appear weak

And I will take the hand that is kind
and appease the gods that demand —
a soul for a heart in a crazy world

So, mother, give me your love
and tell me a lullaby so I can believe
in true love — it may never come my way

I bring to you my heart
broken by deep despair
lay it upon your pillow
and pray I can live again

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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