Death of a Mother

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She could not speak, nor could she protest, ’cause every time she tried to, she choked herself with her own blood.

She was beaten up, she was tortured. She could only moan and groan, but not say a word. She was helpless.

Her hair was ripped out of her head. Every stitch of her attire was tattered, and with every weak attempt at protest, blood gushed out of her open wounds throughout her body. ‌

Every time that she tried to stand up, a new dagger was jabbed into her heart. And every time she found herself in a fresh pool of her own blood.

She was humiliated, abused, tortured and molested every moment, but her children, spread throughout the world, had turned their backs against her. She screamed, she howled, “I’m dying… I’m dying…” but no one heard her, no one turned around to look. They were busy fighting for power, fighting amongst themselves.

And thus, gradually, Lady HUMANITY died, unnoticed, and uncared…

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