Our weekly poem..

SHARE OUR PAIN.

Pain always eat deep inside,

See how a small matter turns things in different sides,

I call it a wound, developing into a tumor on both slides.

Could you be happy if abandoned and thrown into pits?

I hear your mourning and cries from the grieving ground.

“We all need to breathe healthily.

We wish to see the world as the rest of you do,

But we poor can no longer do it,

Could the birds hear our voices? Could they allow you?”

What is that you are calling to heal?

Life is meant for us all,

Life is for both of us,

Life is for the poor and rich,

Life is for the weak and strong,

Life is for the abandoned and hurt,

A good life we mean belong to us.

Who could help us bear this pain?

Who will help us in vain?

To love, cherish, protect and sustain they promised,

It is the puzzle we see,

We are puzzled and scared,

What will the globe occupy?

Hear us we pray.

Feel us in your arms mamas,

Just like Emmy, and Willy.

Allow us to share the world with you,

For it is God’s will that we survive happily.

Help us mothers of today,

We surely need to heal the world,

And have stunning moments.

To merry and cherish always.

Join us to heal the world.

By Edith Bennedict