Roar

Oh, Mother hear my Roar A roar of Thunder To stop the rain’s devour my flood of tears deprive color Bouquets fade like the cinders of a fire Blossoms I grew with my own hands care Hands that left my beauty so dear Beauty she resides with the smallest of Stars A Sliver of diamond shining in the dark Under a moon of riots and war Oh, Mother hear my Roar A roar of thunder Terry D'Arcy-Ryan

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Sheer Terror

Date: 5/21/2017 9:58:00 AM

This Poem was written on Mothers Day. My relationship with my Mother often revolved around her sushing me or asking for silence. Mothers day can send me back to a time when women were not thought of as an equal. A time when abuse of any kind remained secret and women silent. My Mother would ask for my silence in glances and actual words if angry enough. My Mother wasnt ready for me I was born to Roar. So this is for my mother to let her know I have not been sushed or silenced. Wherever you are Mother hear me roar. If you are still reading thank you and God Bless