For <br />Every sacrifice be <br />A sacrifice <br />The mother stood <br />Face upwards in the <br />Bed <br />Not answering my cries <br />My calls <br />And in that horror room of <br />Brimming sacrifice <br />The scent of formalin<br /><br />Emmanuel George Cefai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sacrifice-is-sacrifice/
