Mother and Child

Which is the more painful of the two I wonder?
For the mother to lose her child or the child to lose its mother

Neither should happen, I suppose you will answer.
But life doesn’t work by the rules of the book
It is governed by something higher and stronger
Merely leaving us to put the pieces together

Impotent and futile are our raves and rants
The power above just doesn’t understand
His sense of humor seems all skewed
His plan like a puzzle that leaves us confused

A childless mother, a plundered womb
A mirthless void, a life of gloom
A knife through the heart won’t pain as much
As the sight of your offspring covered with blood

Anything is better, may death befall
The luckless mother who has to cleave her heart
Forever bound are mother and child
The umbilical cord just never dies

But what of the child who stays alive
To watch his mother kissing life goodbye
There can’t be a life worse than that
Of an orphaned child with no one to care

No mother’s hugs, no kisses on the brow
No nags, no scolding, none of the above
What joy is childhood without the warm touch
The comfort of a mother to hold your hand

No bedtime stories, no tasty savories
No special smiles, no shared giggles
Nobody to stand by you no matter what
Nobody who showers unconditional love

A heartless God it must take to separate
The earthly magic that even He can’t recreate