A Thousand Deaths!

Tear drops were puzzled, Torn between grief and sacrifice, From a mother’s eyes, That witnessed her only son, Valiantly struggling, Breathing his last moments, On which she clung, With all hope and love. Eyes reddened, Lost and tired, A parched throat, Wailing with pain, She ran about insane, Begged and cried, For her dear child’s life. When fell upon her ears, Some young pitiable lives, Almost extinguished, Awaiting a flame, Which she could light, And a mother’s heart did fight, To accept the truth, But she let them take, His heart, liver, kidneys and eyes, To light up, The four unknown lives. She dropped on knees, And sunk her face, In his tiny arms, Her dear child was gone, She wept bitterly, On the corpse, At her inability, At her decision, To make which, She had to die, A thousand deaths!