To Lose a Child

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Based on a personal experience, a poem to honor mothers who have lost their children in Myanmar and Sichuan. Is there a worse pain than the loss of a child?

To Lose a Child

I watched my friend suffer
When her child died
And I knew that she would die
Though Breathing
For the rest of her life.

Your child’s pain is greater
Than your pain
The agony of birthing repeated
With the slightest wound
To this soul of your soul.

Baby has a fever
Mommy’s heart stops
But death
Is unspeakable heat
Burning fire forever
Never to be put out.

My friend is lost to this world
She has left with her child
There is no sorrowful song
No possible symphony
The shriek of the dirge would empty
The concert hall.

I watched my friend suffer
When her child died
And I knew that she would die
Though Breathing
For the rest of her life.

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