Tuesday, March 3, 2009


The mother loses her only one. She holds the pain inside therefore she can not cry. Innocence taken and with it all the tears are never known. No eye has cried all of it is locked inside. One did cry and cried for the world. The world took his blood.

©Christopher F. Brown 2009


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