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Wednesday’s child is full of woe… by Toni L.A. Cross

 Yet another poetry/photo challenge from Charles Martin.

 

 
 
If at birth the mother knew all the pain her seed would know-
She sits and reflects in the eerie fire’s glow
 
Wednesday’s child is full of woe
 
She covers her ears and cowers in her veil
As the screams of a nation climax in a wail
 
Wednesday’s child is full of woe
 
Torn apart by the grief she sees
She falls once again onto her bloody knees
 
Wednesday’s child is full of woe
 
Imprisoned by helplessness inability to act
Just half of a man- she’s told it’s a fact
 
Wednesday’s child is full of woe
 
 
 
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About goatgirlbookworm

My name is Toni Cross, and I was raised on a farm in the far north of the United States. I love to read and write and I hope to use those hobbies in a greater way in the days to come. One of my passions is using whatever influence I have to make a difference in the world.

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