Original Poem: Five

There are children in a circle
Stairsteps numbering five
Praying for their mother’s life
Praying to God that she’ll survive

Another violent beating,
Another merciless fight
Five quietly holding hands
Will she live through this night?

They don’t know her wrongs
They don’t know her rights
They just want her to live
Perhaps God will hear them tonight.


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