When  cutting through the dark surrounding the earth, 
first shriek of the child is heard,
with eyes filled of joy,
I have seen the mother cry.

The first bite at tasty food,
the first grab at favourite stuff,
the first walk with trembling legs,
the first word with trembling lips,
I have seen the mother cry.

The first time she told a lie, 
the first time she mocked a guy, 
the first time she ditched a friend, 
the first time she made a promise fake,
hiding the tears of her failures,
I have seen the mother cry.

The first time she stayed awake,
the first time she cried in bed, 
the first time she silenced more
                      with the deck of dreams crushing to floor,
The times that she couldn't taste a cookie 'cause it's sold dark down the road,
I have seen the mother cry.

All the times he lost his voice,
all the times he blamed his choice,
all the times he was afraid and failed,
all the times he became the beast,
                             giving in to cowardice,
                             refusing to be the king,
I have seen the mother cry.

Each time a soldier died,
each time the dirty politics played,
each time a girl is raped,
each time a mum is hit,
every time with apathy in eyes,
hiding her face ashamed,
I have seen the mother cry.
                                       ~Trisha

                                               pic courtesy- Facebook (edited)