Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 27, 2015

A Mother’s Love Turns to Pain (An enablers poem…what have we done)~by Melvina Germain



A Mother’s Love Turns to Pain (An enablers poem…what have we done)

In  her absence

facts came alive so bold,

your enabler my son

broke away from the hold.

She lived,

yes she lived projecting pain,

truth so hidden comes back to reign.

Old victims lost, mind bemused,

reality highly misconstrued.

Heads in a vice

the rage of genius

forsake them thrice

this brain

this mind

this precious tool,

in lack one rests like the oldest fool.

She’s gone

no words

no hope

does one throw up the thickest rope.

A mothers shield

protection of the rarest steel.

Words proclaimed

she refused to hear,

her bosom soft

rest down his ear.

Praise, yes praise from a single voice

a stand so held

only a mother’s choice.

She roared like a tiger

and could sting like a bee,

don’t cross the path

of old victory.

poor baby

poor child

poor man

who’s left to carry him or hold his hand.


to the words of a choir sing,

hear the tintinnabulation as bells ring.

As the grave opens wide with a slow embrace

a mother waves

weeping long held tears.

Siblings cry out

standing in fear,

O gracious Lord

what will become of him

this victim of one of the oldest sins.

A mother’s love

turned to pain

no child, no child

will ever gain.

Written by:  Melvina Germain

Date:          July 27/2015

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