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Mother of War

So silent not a single noise The house empty, the deserted toys My children I miss a photo I hold Of them and my husband my heart feeling cold My husband is away fighting for our lives This nuisance headache because of my cries I can't even smile my family not here Wander will I see them again my soul filled with fear Each day I wake and the nightmare starts But I battle alone as we are apart Every minute goes by like its my last But I can't help but day dream and think of the past My children playing safely myself making tea My husband with his paper a happy family I miss them so much my work has come to a halt All this torture is mr hurlers fault Devastation I feel drowned with tears wandering how many more years I am sick of this life it is so unfair I just any my family and them always to be there I don't even no if my husbands alive all I can do is pray I long to receive a letter saying he is ok I dread to see the telegram boys for all they bring is despair Of how you have lost a loved one the sorrow you just can't bare Lives have ended the hatred I feel It will be a while before these hearts can heal Everything is ruined all because of violence All remains is a dead wrecked city, Liverpool sad in silence

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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