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It was a sight to behold, as heartbreaking as it was bold;
A mother lay under rubble, her body broken; already cold.
She clutched to her bosom a baby, umbilical cord attached,
The scene was surreal, poignant & emotional; yet detached.
The baby wailed in hunger, unmindful of the silence.
It was a picture of survival, an image of resilience.
Around them was devastation that an earthquake wreaked;
The mother and child were united, even though blood-streaked.
The artist’s masterstroke was a sculpture thus depicted.
Oh! He was a talented fellow, he was much respected.
He created bespoken art, true to life and form;
His art spoke to the soul, deviated from the norm.
His latest creation was a piece that would compel thought;
That a mother would protect, even against nature’s onslaught!
She would defy even her creator to shield her progeny, her child,
She would walk through hell & fire, endure rubble piled.
Of all of God’s creations that existed on this Earth,
The greatest was a mother & her love for what she did birth.
The sculpture evoked emotions, deep, unbidden and raw.
It made people stop, take note – Yes! Every single one that saw.
Image via Pixabay
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