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IT'S GONNA BE OK
She stood in the shopping cart
Barely a year had passed
Mama, with all her hopes
Believed she could outlasts
...despair
She did not utter a sound
Mama hid behind a brick column
Her final words wrapped little baby
In the calm solemn
...unknown
The lure was in the basket
Food for whosoever will
Take all that you see
And greedily fill
...hunger
A woman took all she could
Time lingered like a cinder block
Can't leave her there...alone
Guess I'll take her to the doc
...afterwhile
A vision in the night
Gave the little one sight
It was always pious greed
That made it impossible for need
...to be ok
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-04-2023
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Trudy Schrader
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