Cry

She plugs her ears to the baby’s cry

She hollers for him to stop

The baby hears his mother’s voice

And cries ’til the sun comes up

 

She cries to herself in her empty room

Because she is all alone

Her baby cries, he’s lonely too

And she is all he knows

 

Then, she opens up her door

To make the crying cease

She walks weary to his room

And she confronts the beast

 

The beast he sees his mother’s face

He smells his mother’s smell

The beast he hears his mother’s voice

And knows that all is well

 

The mother sees her life and blood

She smells his sweet cream scent

The mother hears unsteady breaths

And holds him to her chest

 

 

The boy now walks and talks and plays

He runs and laughs through endless days

The boy is jubilant and free

He wears his feelings on his sleeve

 

He’s older now and learning fast

That boyhood fears are of the past

He must strong to be a man

He shouldn’t need a helping hand

 

Tears are weak and full of shame

Tears are beasts that must be tamed

He traps his beasts and locks the cage

They scream and wail. He looks away

 

 

He cries alone behind closed doors

So, no one hears a sound

He’s crying for his mother

But she can’t hear him now

Reviews

[T bag]

I'm new here and it's the first thing I read here, its definitely nice and great......thanks from Nigeria

[Luuucy]

I'm honored my poem is the first you read. Thanks for your review!