{"id":608,"date":"2016-12-19T08:21:23","date_gmt":"2016-12-19T07:21:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/?p=608"},"modified":"2018-10-11T19:49:19","modified_gmt":"2018-10-11T17:49:19","slug":"a-mothers-ordeal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/2016\/12\/a-mothers-ordeal\/","title":{"rendered":"A Mother&#8217;s Ordeal"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"page\" title=\"Page 1\">\n<div class=\"layoutArea\">\n<div class=\"column\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left\"><span style=\"color: #0099cc;font-size: small\"><strong>Image:<\/strong>\u00a0Wheat Field with Crows (Vincent Van Gogh, 1890). <a style=\"color: #0099cc\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/pwmcmaho\/26264244623\/in\/photolist-iG9ei4-6b6sya-a5d9fB-G1T7TR-Bbs4VB\">Source<\/a>\u00a0&#8211; <a style=\"color: #0099cc\" href=\"https:\/\/creativecommons.org\/licenses\/by\/4.0\/legalcode\">CC License<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\"><strong>Author:<\/strong>\u00a0Antonino Mangiaracina<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;padding-left: 150px\">I<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Cities have strict demands that rule the men<br \/>\nWith blind reality they act, and more!<br \/>\nA Man must pray to God and say Amen.<br \/>\nA Man must hold his faith and start a war.<br \/>\nIn a family order has no joys;<br \/>\nA Man must honour and respect his Father.<br \/>\nAs soldiers shall behave the dutiful boys;<br \/>\nA Man must love and look after his Mother.<br \/>\nThe picture of a man\u2019s girl now is dim,<br \/>\nFor good he chose to sacrifice his pearl<br \/>\nBut an empty clam is all is left to him.<br \/>\nAfter all, a Man reveals to be a girl,<br \/>\nWhose only weakness was to be too good,<br \/>\nBecause her world was no place for childhood.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"page\" title=\"Page 2\">\n<div class=\"layoutArea\">\n<div class=\"column\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left;padding-left: 150px\">II<\/p>\n<p>What does it mean to be a flying bird?<br \/>\nIs it to feel the wind beneath your wings?<br \/>\nPerhaps, to say, there is no way or word,<br \/>\nBut over you, no one: skies with no kings.<br \/>\nThen why do men imprison birds in cages?<br \/>\nFrom down below they hunt and grab the prey,<br \/>\nIn rapid moments that persist for ages;<br \/>\nAttracted by such high splendour were they.<br \/>\nWhat does it mean to be a happy kid?<br \/>\nIs it to play with friends and whom you trust?<br \/>\nPerhaps, she does not know, since what he did,<br \/>\nA man in school there was who taught disgust.<br \/>\nAmazed I am to know how strong you are;<br \/>\nThank you, my sweet Angel, you are my star.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"page\" title=\"Page 3\">\n<div class=\"layoutArea\">\n<div class=\"column\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left;padding-left: 150px\">III<\/p>\n<p>So rare, a diamond\u2019s beauty seems unreal;<br \/>\nSo clear, its purity bewitches the mind;<br \/>\nBut still we must remember its ordeal,<br \/>\nToo often is its value left behind.<br \/>\nIt has endured the pressure of the world,<br \/>\nAnd time for long a while has passed it by.<br \/>\nIts lines and soul, carved from the underworld,<br \/>\nNow form a nature that could never lie.<br \/>\nAs precious as a diamond is my mother,<br \/>\nShe is the kindest I ever met:<br \/>\nHer love, sincere like no other.<br \/>\nFor her, I promise to never forget.<br \/>\nO\u2019 diamond mine, I wish you all the best,<br \/>\nMay your clear eyes reflect from east to west.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Image:\u00a0Wheat Field with Crows (Vincent Van Gogh, 1890). 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