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The Question (poem)

Updated on October 4, 2016

Sweet mothers of sons why is it you weep

A question arose as tears gently passed

The visions of old have all gone to sleep

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Their silent response were flowers they reap

Which winds would sweep up confusion amassed

Sweet mothers of sons why is it you weep

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There was a time when actions ran deep

And mothers found purpose in heroes cast

The visions of old have all gone to sleep

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Now things of the past seem worthless or cheap

For food of our gutters some gave their last

Sweet mothers of sons why is it you weep

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Their highways to hope now fears daily sweep

Excuses are made for reasons so vast

The visions of old have all gone to sleep

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So winds turn to you some honor to keep

A question whose answer not seen the last

Sweet mothers of sons why is it you weep

The visions of old have all gone to sleep

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      I'm not sure how to respond to this poem. I am a mother of a son - my only child. I have not yet weeped for him, but that may be because I continue to keep him under my wing until he absorbs what I've been teaching him through the years.

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      Eric Dierker 2 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I really liked the rhythm of this piece.

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      DJ Anderson 2 years ago

      Martin, this work touches the mothers who sent their sons off into the world. For some reason, these sons cannot live a normal life, as

      some force, like war, has changed their dreams and their life's course.

      We, mothers, feel for our sons, as they have lost any future that they once dreamed to capture.

      Life can be a cruel journey for many.

      Your poem spoke volumes.

      And, yes, we mothers never stop worrying, praying

      and crying silent tears for our sons.

      This was sadly beautiful, Martin.

      Thank you,

      DJ.

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      Marlene Bertrand 2 years ago from Northern California, USA

      I like this. The style seems different than your usual poems, still I like this just the same.

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      Faith Reaper 2 years ago from southern USA

      Interesting and poignant, Mh. I love the lines repeated. Yes, we have to let go and let them live their lives, and our hearts break for them when they may make wrong choices in this life bringing unhappiness or hurt into their lives for whatever reasons.

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      Victor W. Kwok 2 years ago from Hawaii

      Incredible, Martin!

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      Linda Bilyeu 2 years ago from Orlando, FL

      Bittersweet and beautiful!

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