Maternal Struggle

We fight wars on borrowed lands
On borrowed time
With trembling hands
The tears, they fall
When death toll rolls
Seemingly defeated
Hearts broken
Resolve high
Still we march, as others remain seated
For no one will remember our names but God
Because soon all our sons will be gone

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