SoulSpeach     |   home                                                    Our mother is dying Our mother is dying we hear her crys we let her die everyday she is closer to death we let her die Our once strong mother is growing weak we cut her down we watch her fall everyday she struggles to rise to find her strength we let her die Our once beautiful mother is growing ugly we destroy her body we destroy her face everyday she trys to regenerate her beauty we let her die Our loving mother is dying... and we let her die back to last page