Don't make me see your tears mother...
Let me not bear your sobs...
Don't make me witness your agony...
Let me not bear your anguish...
I did it for you...am your son remember...
How could i have just watched....
He would have killed you....
Who would feed us then?
I had to...i couldn't watch this melee....
But then, we lived without him...still we could...
Time will heal our wounds....however deep they are....
If he wasn't such a drunkard...
life would then have been a paradise...
The bruises and scars on your smooth skin, mother...
Is hard to bear ...
So ugly and bitter....
But then ...lets just forget this dilemma...
Life is life afterall....
I'll provide,i'll do anything..
I'll be the father,mentor,helper,teacher,guardian...
You rest your heart out...let this calm wind caress your frail body....
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