People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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Softly, mother sings her child to sleep.
Prays the angels will keep them safe
until the morning. Such longing, your
life or theirs, you know the time might
come. Like every form of love. One
may stand, so another may survive.
Even if it’s only within our minds.
We know life may prove unkind.
Stand now and slowly move away.
Shut the door, not all the way. Resume
your day cleaning and dishes and they
do not understand the bitches, which
linger within your greeting. Your best
smile, sweetest hello. Just how it goes.
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