All the good guys as same as the stale ones <br />You bring to this unfair world hardly. <br />In the mysterious watery womb you never train them to make wars or behead the brotherhood? <br />Your precious heart is a scripture Mom! <br />The only weakness I see is the unlimited love. <br />A sculptor may carve a crystalline beautiful woman <br />But never a skinny mother? <br />She lives in every heart like a child. <br />This innocent child one day becomes a saint or a criminal in this unscrupulous society. <br /> <br />(Suicide; O river, I see drifting deep in your flux of silver <br />Those great Goddesses of peace <br />stone, stone, ferry me down there.) <br />Sylvia Plath, Lorlei<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-brave-motherhood/
