Everybody's Mom
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Everybody's mom
Mother in question
Human being in relation
No words to compare
Not even thin to dare
Whether African or American
And so to speak of Indian
They are all ocean
Mild with full of compassion
Everybody's mom
The child is their asset
And do not let
Any harm to take place
Either bodily or anywhere on face
You find poems on her
Not slight hint of anger
She is doyen of peace
We always miss
My day started with her face
I still miss
Her face comes before my eye screen
I don't flicker for the minute and lose vision
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