mother

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Hi, vagabond.
I'm sorry I skipped this poem.
I am losing it, I thought I had already critiqued.


we measured every element                                    

down to your iron core we scanned                         

but who you are is long forgotten                            

secret gardens reaped and rotten.                             

 

deprived you of your mystic name                         

invent a god who´s far away                                    

for to despoil you of your limbs                             

“make earth subject” as bible prints                        

 

but we´re your children,                                          

you´re our ground                                                   

we ache cause we do                                             

share your wounds.


the poem speaks as it is written by a group and that is seriously clever because it attempts to grab the mind of the reader and put it somewhere else. it also attempts to sway the reader to enter into a place that does not exist. very clever. thanks vagabond