My meek and mild mother, who gave birth to me;
my solemn, sad father, who died needlessly.
I gave them both up: one to Life, one to Death,
and now I breathe freely my own bastard breath!
my solemn, sad father, who died needlessly.
I gave them both up: one to Life, one to Death,
and now I breathe freely my own bastard breath!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 8th, 2023 03:41
- Comment from author about the poem: Loony lines composed as I was walking through a South Yorkshire Ginnel…Â
- Category: Reflection
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