Mothers And Sons Poem by Claude H Oliver II
Mothers And Sons
When a son comes to earth
He is suckled by mother at birth
She smiles at him with pride
As he grows up by her side
She teaches him to avoid strife
She teaches him reverence for life
When he becomes a man
She no longer holds his hand
He now must make a choice
To serve society or his inner voice
He has learned - You shall not kill
Society says - You must and you will
If society is whom he is for
He will surely go to war
If he listens to his inner voice
Killing will not be his choice
How do we take mothers' gifts of life
And turn them into perpetual strife
What mother raises her son
To spread death to other mothers' sons
Mothers' Day is a cruel joke
As we turn mothers' sons to smoke
When we ask them to cry for the deceased
Instead of finding ways of peace
5/10/2008
Being the mother of two sons, I wholeheartedly identify with this writing. Yes, we try to instill into our sons the preciousness of life, and to respect life, and then society forces them into a situation that is beyond their control - war. It is too sad and too ludicrous to contemplate. Not only are they put into harm's way, they are asked to disregard their innate beliefs and become killers of their fellow man. Thank you for this poem, which addresses that bond between mothers and sons so touchingly and so effectively. Linda
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4/17/2024 10:21:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Claude: Wow! Well said. I truly can agree with you, and I like the style of the presentation. Soon, so very soon, all such strife will be over. Read my: Time For Another! Adeline