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| 23 November 2005 | ||||||||||||
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I am in two mind's about this particular piece of work. It came to me after reading the headline of one of the British papers. Normally, I tend to shy away from controversy and politics, but I know there has been some debate about this subject, not just in the papers, but elsewhere on this site. This is my way of expressing a point of view. My mother went to work today An ordinary day She got up late She had to rush With little time for me
I watched her from the window, go A scurry in her walk Until her footsteps died away Her face, her smile, her laugh
And Daddy cried all afternoon He was awful sad Said Mummy wasn't coming back From work to tuck me in my bed
He said that Mummy's gone away Through no fault of her own To some she was a heroine But she was still my Father's rock
So now I know before I'm grown That monsters do exist Now my world's a darker place What darker place than this?
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