Poem -

mother of war

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

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