12 Mother
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The picture
of a mother
standing guard
to the carcass
of her baby
for hours
without
moving a limb
without
food and water.
How soft
a heart
the pachyderm
hides
in her
thick
dark
hide!
eyes welled
throat parched
I sat before
the TV,
my heart
heavy
like a millstone.
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