The Mother & The Son
Today I saw life
At the corner of the street,
Exactly at the spot
Where the two roads meet,
The one of happiness,
The other of strife.
Here, I saw a suckling cuddled
In the arms of his mother,
‘The lady of the street’.
Their thin black frame huddled
Together, reeking of despair and bleakness
And painting a sight of decay and wither.
But today I found hope,
At the same spot
Where those two roads met,
One of happiness, the other of sadness;
It was in a song that the mother sung,
Against the dull backdrop
Of the gray wall.
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