Mother

Mother, help me mother,
I hear the sky growling
The storm clouds gather around me,
It sounds the final bell.

Mother, save me mother,
I hear the impatient horses
The crowd dies around me,
I only see my final bed.

Mother, look at me mother,
I hear the battle cries
The acceptance on my face is clear,
I stand to face my final encounter

Mother, hear me mother,
I hear the crack of the gun
The end is so near,
It waves it’s final goodbye

Mother, hello my mother,
I hear your voice
I’ll see you soon,
You are the final word on my lips.

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