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A Mother’s Silent Pain

Cry I must not, my sons are in training..
Cry I must not, my sons are at war..
Cry I must not, when the fateful telegram comes..
Cry I must not, when my youngest is dead...

Cry I must not for this is my duty..
Cry I must not, for this is the way..
Cry I must not, for this is for freedom..
Cry I must not, for then truly they are dead.


© 1999 Marisela W.
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