Mother..tell Me ...
Published by MatthieuF in the blog Daily life. Views: 517
mother... at your headstone, as i return from my vacation and studies.. i come to visit you and..i notice your stone of beauty it is desecrated.. robbed... disrespected,m
... I had flowers..of plenty.. all align on your headstone..and my favorite teddy bear you give me.. to give you warmth in your cold death.. someone has stole it.. but for what... ..
..I sit beside your stone..so cold.. and you do not speak ..not a response.. mother i ask, who did this? am I to find them.. do I beat them.. strangle.. or do I forgive.. do i practice nonviolence..my peace... or do I lose myself.. please help me decide. my beloved mother. .. i have never felt such hatred,disgust... confusion
i wish you respond to me.. I cannot bear pain of it, i love you. this another stain on my life...and a burning question why someone did it... for you i will search all crevice..and see what to be done.. I do not understand .... hardly I know how to begin or what i do.. physically i am ill it create such a burn in my stomach and even a hurl as i tremble in disgust.. mother i will search until i find or my legs give in.. and next i come to decorate your headstone again.. this time it tenfold more beauty..but really.. the headstone it is always beautifull as you rest under it..always it will be beautiful as you were...
i am ashamed as my tears..i have no more..it is transfoormed into my rage..i broke the window in the guest room..i break the door and slam many hole into the walls... i am not violent person my mother..i am sorry if you see this ..horrible behavior..i cannot control it always this time, if someone disrespect the place you resting in, my beloved mother... i am sorry .. if you hear me.. i am sorry..
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